Luyện nghe bài hát We Dem

DJ on the track
Say
Aye you can't let nobody you mad
I'ma say it this,
how the you don't want nobody
you, but you let that person make you mad?
They 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 when around
is all on me
You stressing, you got no money
Had you a girl, but these bitches nothin'

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

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

I done had people stood
around me talking about the they with
You got no morals, I know how you think but you ain't shit
Be able to see through a and a hug
and protect your heart from the fake love
Stay bout money, don't go to no club
Respond wit' a answer, don't never just
No you is who say you was
Say you ain't shit, you ain't but a thug
Tell em think with they dick you don't give a fuck
Steady turning up you don't give a fuck
It's done, bitch, it's

What you do when you fall?
(I know all gone leave)
To all the left you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when around
Control is all on me (I'm up)
You stressing, you got no money
You had you a girl, but these bitches nothing

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 throw you nothing, like "fuck it, you busted"
Ain't in the clutch when you try to score something
Death on your mind, you thinkin' bout nothing
Stay with a nine, bout sticking up something
Got jacked by your brother, he left you nothing

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