Luyện nghe bài hát Who We Be

Uh,
one of those
(This is for my Q)
to earth joints
(Rest in peace,
You how we roll)

They know who we be
don't know who we be

What they know is
The bullshit, the drama (uh), the guns, the (what!)
The city, the farmer, the babies, the (what!)
The projects, the (uh!), the children, the thugs (Uh!)
The tears, the hugs, the love, the (c'mon!)
The funerals, the wakes, the churches, the (uh!)
The heartbroken mothers - it too often (why?)
The problems, the things we use to 'em (what!)
Yonkers, the (uh!), Brooklyn, Harlem (c'mon!)
The hurt, the pain, the dirt, the (uh!)
The jerk, the fame, the work, the (uh!)
The friends, the foes, the Benz, the hos (what!)
The studios, the shows, and it goes (c'mon!)
The jealousy, the envy, the phony, the (uh-huh!)
The one that gave 'em the slugs, the one put 'em in me (woo!)
The snakes, the grass too to see (uh, uh!)
The lawnmower right next to the tree (c'mon!)

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What we is
The streets, the cops, the system, (uh-huh)
The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass (a'ight)
The lawyers, the they are of the puzzle (uh-huh)
The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble." (Damn!)
The snitches, the odds (uh), probation, (what!)
The new charge, the bail, the warrant, the (damn!)
The cell, the bus, the up North (uh-huh)
The greens, the boots, the yard, the (uh!)
The fightin', the stabbin', the pullin', the (what!)
The squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened (what!)
The two in a box, revenge, the plots (uh!)
The twenty-three that's locked, the one hour that's not (uh!)
The silence, the dark, the so fragile (a'ight!)
The wish the streets would have took you when they had you (damn!)
The days, the months, the years,
One night on my knees, here it comes: the

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This here is all
My wife, my kids (uh-huh), the life that I (uh-huh)
Through the night I was his (uh-huh), it was right I did (uh-huh)
My ups and (uh), my slips, my falls (uh)
My and tribulations (uh), my heart, my balls (uh)
My mother, my father - I love 'em, I 'em (uh!)
Wish God, I didn't have 'em, but I'm glad he made 'em (uh!)
The roaches, the rats, the strays, the (what, what!)
The guns, knives and bats, every time we
The hustlin', the dealin', the robbin', the (uh!)
The shit hit the ceilin', little boy no feelin's (damn)
The frustration, rage, trapped a cage
The till the age I carried a twelve gauge (a'ight!)
Somebody stop me (please!), somebody and get me (what!)
did I know that the Lord was ridin' with me
The dark, the (uh), my heart (uh), the fight (uh)
The wrong (uh!), the right (uh!), gone (uh!), a'ight!

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