Luyện nghe bài hát Webbie I Remember

I remember we was
My half of SP but this was way before the mob
Everybody got a
Tryin' to like a mutherfucker
Try me I've (I've stopped)
We on the Henny fucked up
was when I was skinny and fucked up
Nigga for blood, get fucked up
grisly, nigga we fucked up
You remember that December they ran with the money
Baltimore tryin' to sue us, playing with the money
to war had a lot of niggas running
Behind like a boss, how I'm coming
hit I got scars on my stomach
I all the nights you was stressing 'bout your momma
me pick the phone up and call my motherfucking momma
And say "I you momma"
We was young and up in the head
from the river if you fuckin' with 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
Remember we first got a deal,
And you dropped "bad bitch" gave me "that is real nigga?"
I was still in the field 'em
You was me to quit, I was telling 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 boys bigger than his rap
Remember when I told you I was to the can
You man, my man, you going to the can
I felt in hug, in your hands
Told you be back in a minute
the street, now I'm up in penitentiary
And I'm hearing all these pussy hating
Saying damn, shit, Webbie going crazy
We all going through it, pussy stop hating
I told 'em, I remember

Remember they ran up in your house, got bag, nigga
Same I was beefing with these rap niggas
You had twins, they was beautiful as
"Be a dad," I told you in the letter
I remain the same, how I in the end
I'm always game, nigga you don't need to drink
Then you go preaching game, nigga you don't need to
Why you drinking Henny, nigga why you Bourbon
Where it did, you must be fucking with his nerves
Can't you burn these CDs, we stomp you on the curb
In that Monte Carlo when we start to swerve
Me, you and ball-head in the car of herb
we getting to it, now we fighting like some girls
Who gon' first, nigga acting like some girl
went to Church, man could said it was turnt
Miss one night of pussy nigga, they be
Man we thug for real pussy nigga, you be burnt
When we was kids, we just our turn
In the hospital, me and you learn
as in God give us one more turn
I remember,