Luyện nghe bài hát Why My Homie

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Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a and tie so many times a year, but
like Bone said, to all my ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool

Imagine this, me dressed in all
At a funeral with a chrome gat
Who died P, I it was my homie, black
Somebody up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my took a damn fall
of like the TLC video, "Waterfalls"
But this was the real deal, ain't no movie
drove up and blasted my homie with a oozie
Now me and Silkk got to
After the funeral it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, one big black moon
I mean dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My mama at me and say, "Boy, watch yoself!"
But I can't trip, mama, I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, it's my time to go
But if I live to see another day, another
It's sad, I look into they
Damn, got to die
But one day, I guess we gon to up
they puttin me in that black truck
It could be you, it be her
But in the end everybody did up
Cause in the ghetto everybody live like James
I still question God for callin my name

I (2X): Why my homie had to die?
Now mama gonna cry

Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it never touched me much
But seein my brother dead on floor really kinda fucked me up
I never thought he be here then he could be gone
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be back home
I when it's yo time to go, who gon protect you
See someone died in my family, even much affect you
I wonder why my died at such a young age
I wonder why my homie didn't make the front page
Cause it's a trip, and life ain't worth to live
See ya watch out for all us killa kids
Belive me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the
But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done
Through all the and strugglin I try to stay hard
But look at Mr. President in the White House to play God
Put us all in one big ole
They call it projects, I call it one big ghetto

Damn. Looks like the Statue of is cryin
I guess that the whole world is fuckin dyin

I (2X)