Luyện nghe bài hát What The Future Holds

A big city, baby, to bend on some shit
Y'all people don't understand shit is real out here
I'ma tell y'all a story, now this didn't happen too long ago
And it wasn't that far away, it's about real niggas
Niggas real things aight, so let me get to the first page
And I'll break it down this, chapter one

I was a young child, lost, went to on Sundays
Walking a narrow road lead me to gun play
I was a good boy respect my
Looked up to them OG's like Querto, Phil, and

good as a young nigga, comin' home from school
Gettin' from them neighborhood drug dealers
Wrote change, Cadillac
But spoke was a tradition, Brownsville

was the first chapter, passin' these stages
But the is wider and its a lot more pages
The changed, people got foul
And the little church boy is buck wild

Runnin' wit my from three three nine
And one four five, totin' four fives
I kept of being a rap dude
But I know the streets too so I pack tools

I lost a lot of loved ones to these
And lost a lot of loved ones beef
That goes to these streets haunt ya
what society created now, a monsta

My day and age was a different
when a slug take a niggas soul
(Slug a niggas soul)
your dreams and follow your goals
'Cause who knows what the future
(Who knows what the holds?)

Our man died and was cold
Because a slug took the niggas
(Slug the niggas soul)
Follow your dreams and your goals
who knows what your future holds
(This is what your holds)

I wish somebody would a hand
So they could see how I inside
I'm on an roller coaster ride, nothing to hide
A long ago I set aside my pride

And used my past as a ghetto guide, a few men died
Several wept stood me so I could smooth
Out the road for those come behind me
You know where you can me

Out on the blocks
Grippin' black in front of crack spots
It's just a hobby and since I was a
Thuggin', smokin', drinkin, is how the first family raised me
(He who lives as a gangster, perish in these streets)

I know that's deep but I shed tears for my mother
Two years after shed been laid to
And still some things I to chisel off my chest
My remedy for stress, I conversate wit my oldest

Ten years after his death, I know there's nothin'
So I'm to take a deep breath before I attempt
To take step, a lot of brothas slept
A lot of brothas was left in the street and told
This is what your holds

My day and age was a different
when a slug take a niggas soul
(Slug a niggas soul)
your dreams and follow your goals
'Cause who what the future holds?
(Who knows what the holds?)

Our man died and was left
Because a took the niggas soul
(Slug the niggas soul)
Follow dreams and follow your goals
'Cause who knows what your future
(This is what future holds)

So you have it, you see a lot of niggas
Talk about bullshit, talkin' about cars, jewels, and
But in all reality, we all come out the same bag of
Some of us may see tomorrow, so my niggas
Don't you never, don't you ever forget where you come
Salute M.O.P. for life,