Luyện nghe bài hát Who Can You Trust?

Ain't it funny the things we do to get
The we do to show niggas that we ain't afraid.
Yeah, I got my on the streets,
Doin left a nigga with some muddy feet.
Everyday brings everyday drama,
Smokin weed only makes a nigga wander.
So much I could've done, but I do.
A lot of shit a nigga never went through.
Trustin soul with my fate,
Showed me how love can turn to pure hate.
The road, I know, I to a fork in it,
or bad, I'm a still be the nigga winnin, NOW
But ain't guaranteed.
Maybe I can see the future through my seeds.
Plant it, and the planet don't damage them.
a thin line, but I'ma get mine.

Who can you God only knows.
It's hard to say who you can friend or foe.
Money, all a nigga will die for.
So much and everybody wants more.
(x2)

So much pain, drownin my brain, I need a towel.
Wrap it 'round, up the strain, I feel safer now.
Lookin' down the road travelled-it's been a bumpy one.
The walls that I on was Humpty Dumpty ones.
I feel like one of pieces up in a chess game,
On the line, defending from mine.
I'm makin moves, attached to you can't see.
If the seems a little bit awkward, it ain't me.
Now fony ride your nuts for dolla signs,
I bet you drop some on the ground, they'd holla "MINE!"
You far behind, man I'm way too ahead, I be gone.
Think you had some killers ridin with you, you're alone.
I'm in the zone, meaning age pimpin, new millenium.
down deep in the wall, I can't get into them.
I'm friend to them, real ass niggas and members.
What you say, nigga I owe you I don't remember.

x2

(talking)

The of all evil they say, but yet, there's so much evil in all our
roots. Born in a world of a nigga, knowing, some not knowing. Even
so, we've accomplished so much but we have so far to go. C'mon man,
we're born hustlers, and together be greater later. Used to die for
freedom... respect... Now we're for dope, hoes, and paper...

I'm of all that shit and more.
Questioning life, asking what am I for?
To some, might seem strange but you dig this,
Don't get feelings hurt, personal and business.
'em average to acheive pimp trick status.
Lame niggas no nuts end up embarrassed.
and commercialize, in the eyes of your niggas,
out to get the prize.
At the time, my baby cries,
I'm on a phone,
in another doing sound checks.
Tryin to make my little lives a little better,
than a bulletproof sweater, nigga hurts.

I've been a vet-er-an, in game,
I ain't to be better than,
as equal, as the better man.
You can only the ghetto,
if you ain't in it.
where I'm from,
childhood days in it.
I wade in it, The waters.
me on down the stream, I'm going farther.
It's still from coast to coast, to shore.
I stand accused of being a pimp, from to floor.
Doin' work constantly, thinkin' your family.
As soon as you it's time to chill,
God damn it be, time for another project, dealine.
Man, we're at the end of this rhyme, and I said mine.

x2

music fades out women singing...

My friend, we are one, so please on...