Luyện nghe bài hát Words 2 My First Born - Above The Law

Hehehe, these are my to my first born..

Can you picture, young niggaz in a to grow
til timers in the pen, had to crush his throat
never even saw it comin - too busy bullshittin
Caught him with his mouth runnin; ain't a bitch
got me twisted in this game
The feds and the punk, po-lice pointin at my brain
I if I'm wrong cause I'm thugged out
My homies murdered execution style in the drug house
was supposed to be a easy hit - now shit is flipped
cause niggaz over bullshit - it's not my dream
I'm seein pictures of a man, no witnesses
Only the questions of who smoked the man, adolescents
in our prime live a life of crime, though it logical
We hobble through these tryin times, livin
Lord me with my troubled soul
Why all my had to die 'fore they got to grow?
And right before I put my on the pillow, say a prayer one love
to the thugs in heaven see you there
It's written for the young and dumb that warned
Help you make it the storm
My words to my first born, me

.. My to my first born
.. My words to my born

Since my very first day on earth, I was cursed
So I knew, that the birth of a would make my life worse
And though it hurt me there was no
Cause wild seeds grow, we need more abortions
Quiet soul, cause you know what you had to do
And so did victims of a world never came to
I understand it's a better day
cats be sleepin on the dead end
drivin the car runnin blinded
Ain't no love in the only hearts torn
Love letters to the innocent and
All the babies died up on the table
Wasn't able to breathe, cause the family wasn't
- blame her I would do the same
All I could it was my debt and my last name
in the game things change livin up and down
This life got me walkin with my head down
frowns wasn't meant to be, was I wrong?
But never get to know, so I carry on
It's written for the young and dumb that born
My words to my first born, me

.. My words to my born
.. Mmm! (Yeah) are the words to my first born
.. Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your seed

[Above the
Two thousand somethin somethin a new era
A nigga's too real, now see too clear
See more than just this scrilla and this tilt
(What is it dawg?)
The velvet and the silk, and makin my kittens got they milk
(Hoo!) Gotta fill this mattress, let my kids know I'm at
Attack this, the Mack must roll, hood
Ain't no is it? Above the Law hustlers
If it's to chips, homey we'll handle ya

Yo..
we never take advantage though we always into ery'thang
By all means, stack green, lean
say money make the world go 'round
So only yourself with paper chasers
and niggaz that's truly - and keep God first
And give thanks for the times, as well as when it hurts
It's haters every corner you hit
Touchin their tits, hella thick, tryin to get you for yo'
I you stressed out and fed up
But come out, gun-blazin, and yo' head up
You can it what you want to but it ain't gon' change
Above the Law, 2Pac, O.G.'s in this rap
And we lived a long hard life
And we done shed so many tears these bright lights
Y'all, we grew up, corrupted and scorned
We still got a lot of wisdom, to give to our born

What you tell your kids nigga?
Who was you? What was you How did you put it down?
These my words to my first born
so they can know, y'knahmean?
nuttin but a motherfuckin rider, Wessyde 'til I die
That's all it was, it's a crooked-ass hand they a motherfucker
I just played to win, played to win
Motherfucker gotta bet the odds..