Luyện nghe bài hát We Dem

DJ on the track
Say
Aye you can't let nobody you mad
say it like this,
how the you don't want nobody
controlling you, but you let that make you mad?
controlling you

What you gone do when you
(I know they all leave)
To all the left you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry nobody around
is all on me
You stressing, you got no money
Had you a girl, but these ain't nothin'

off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'
Went to jail cause you steady kept rushing
Diamonds, hang down the neck of your cousin
Ain't you nothing, feel like "fuck it, you buster"
Ain't come in the clutch when you try to score
Death on your mind, you ain't bout nothing
Stay with a nine, think bout up something
Got jacked by brother, he left you with nothing

Ran up a check, when they see you, you
People who left, now you see they coming
Don't fuck with them niggas, you know how coming
think 'fore you move, if you, you go under
Shine on them cause they you for their problems
Mad ain't finish school for they mama
Bitch called my mama, he gone, go him
Never knew back then since a toddler
to a killer, he bought him a chopper
Don't wanna if it ain't bout no dollar
All for my name, you posted, follow
Using you up the point you done 'em

I done had some people
me talking about the ones they with
You ain't got no morals, I know how you think but you shit
Be able to see a kiss and a hug
and protect your heart from the fake love
Stay your money, don't go to no club
Respond wit' a answer, don't just shrug
No you is who say you was
Say you shit, you ain't nothing but a thug
Tell em think with they dick you don't give a fuck
Steady up cause you don't give a fuck
done, bitch, it's done

What you gone do you fall?
(I they all gone leave)
To all the one's you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when around
Control is all on me (I'm up)
You stressing, you ain't got no
You had you a girl, but these bitches nothing

off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'
Went back to jail cause you steady kept
Diamonds, they hang down the neck of your
Ain't throw you nothing, feel "fuck it, you busted"
Ain't come in the clutch when you try to something
on your mind, you ain't thinkin' bout nothing
Stay with a nine, think bout up something
Got jacked by your brother, he left you nothing

down, straight down
Had to the background
Lame shame, had to that bitch that's the bite down
Money coming, had to to tell that "right now"
Talking with no sense, had to tell that nigga down
Up with the TEC, had to make nigga lay down
Hit a nigga up, when he drop, he gone stay
Go to make a drop, when he leave, we ride round
Nigga the behind, tried the missile now and slide down
Thinking of the future when I got restrictions
at the bitch had to tell her it's my time now
I'mma keep you in the front, I leaving you behind now
Drop kick told her not to be so now
Chopstick laid in a cross she die now
Man what you mean me and bitch she diabolic
If I feel really bitch she gon' sly about it
Crash out, slap her in the streets she gon' cry it
Don't know we official she don't when a nigga talk
I'mma blow a 'til you sleep on him talk
To this beat we gon' creep knowing that my niggas it
Ben in any extras see me call it
Steady going in no sense when a talk
Got a dick if you wanna say something about it
Said a better stay all on 'em
You it's all talk
You ain't hear me man I meant to say rip tongue...