Luyện nghe bài hát Webbie I Remember

I we was wilin'
My first half of SP but this was way the mob
Everybody got a
to prove like a mutherfucker
Try me popped (I've stopped)
We been on the fucked up
This was when I was and fucked up
Nigga cluckin' for blood, get up
grisly, nigga we fucked up
You remember that when they ran with the money
Baltimore tryin' to sue us, niggas with the money
to war had a lot of niggas running
Behind bars like a boss, how I'm
hit I got scars on my stomach
I all the nights you was stressing 'bout your momma
Made me the phone up and call my motherfucking momma
And say "I you momma"
We was and fucked up in the head
Drinkin' from the river if you fuckin' my bread
Had a little money, but we in the red
Living in the red, meaning we ain't got it we said, keep it real wit' it
we first got a deal, nigga
And you dropped "bad bitch" gave me "that shit is nigga?"
I was still in the field 'em
You was telling' me to quit, I was you to rap

I was through the mob with a strap
10 chains on, I going for the jet
Beefin' in the city where the niggas, they
Boozie Badazz' boys than his rap
when I told you I was going to the can
You like man, my man, you to the can
I felt in your hug, in hands
Told you I'll be back in a
Left the street, now I'm up in
And I'm all these pussy niggas hating
Saying damn, shit, Webbie going crazy
We all going through it, pussy stop hating
Well I 'em, I remember

Remember they ran up in your house, got your bag,
Same time I was beefing with these rap
You had twins, they was as ever
"Be a dad," what I you in the letter
I the same, how I ended in the end
I'm preaching game, nigga you don't need to drink
Then you go preaching game, you don't need to sing
Why you drinking Henny, nigga why you selling
Where it did, well you must be fucking his nerves
Can't you burn these CDs, we stomp you on the curb
In that Carlo when we first start to swerve
Me, you and in the car full of herb
Then we getting to it, now we fighting some girls
Who gon' drop first, nigga like some girl
Never went to Church, man could said it was
Miss one night of pussy nigga, be burnt
Man we thug life for real nigga, you be burnt
we was kids, we just wanted our turn
In the hospital, me and you learn
Steady as in God us one more turn
I remember,