Luyện nghe bài hát What If It Were Me

Free mind, and remember
Winners are not people who fail
But people who quit
All I ever was to sell
Records to the people a lot of mil', yessir
Rap to me, it was the holy
I'm gonna go and do it, I'm gonna fail
Yeah, but first I gotta it out of Hell

Wake up and I see
All of us we on eat time
My love me yelling "Peace N9ne"
At the same time, B signs
Throwing 'em back and the street, I'm
Doing music and I'm writing rhymes
But my V-Slimes, had no minds
Got with the music, started a group and we
Music us hella hope
Made it up out of the bangin' and sellin'
We were stronger a bottle of Yoke
'Till one of our members found a kid to
Then honor gave the peddy the rope
Losing a man, the began to slope
Never did think a plan was to croak
So doing it solo-dolo the G.O.A.T
making hella LP's
2000, all the way to five, free
of the hand the label dealt me
But in '06 Fontana us melt cheese
Number one independent be spending a ton of funds, in a minute
when the government want the sums, then I send it
In a couple of I'm done and replenished

I go, I'm selling out the show
Around the world I kill 'em and know
Whenever we hit the and Tecca Nina drop, hot
Even I will go toe to toe if somebody bang on me
But I'm rolling in the dough and I'm really and protected
of me getting shot, not

Everyone loving the
Publishin', I get a
Loving the cities that with me, the people that call me the
I don't have any regret, but it's a bit of
my babies I love 'em and none of 'em leaving me yet
Feeling good like a villain
In a mansion, but I'm in hoods
Not Trayvon, J's on
Khaki shorts a red tee like I will and could
I can conceal it my say
If evil to swerve this way
nobody deserves quick spray
I feel an angelic this day
They my songs
Been it long
They want me to sell 'em my CD right my home
I'm in the zone
I'm putting 'em on in front of the store when a couple of won't leave me alone
Why tripping?
I fit the
It's two of them rushing me I'm on a solo
To get people to listen, but pushing and kicking me
I'm on the when they telling me, "Cause of a gun suspicion"
It was in my pocket, ain't pop it
they scared of a brother with a gun no one can stop it
Then one of 'em it, and then I was shot quick
Officers me to heaven, I'm dead and with multiple rockets
Didn't matter I was good and living inside a mansion to ball players
'Cause of the move he made was drastic now I lay in a carried by my pallbearers
Fears what I see, making 'em a G
Rotten in the batch; don't tell the rest to flee
This happened in Baton, R-O-U-G-E, I fit the description
if it was me?

if it was me
What if I never got the one to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I see
If by your you took that from me
But if it were me?
Laying there
never get up again, it's so unfair
My cry out
You never
Things that we do make other so scared
So if it was you there?
(Should I just) Take life
(Should I bust) Make your widowed, withered, hugging the pillow
The of you still on her
Spirit she on her
The whole weeps
we all spill on her
And I know, it's ill will, the hard to swallow
How should I feel when I'm followed (followed)
By the words you say to me? (Crazy)
And you saved my life, my life

I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods with fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods with fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods sore fists and them Nazis