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

Hehehe, are my words to my first born..

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

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

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

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

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

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

What you gon' your kids nigga?
Who was What was you doin? How did you put it down?
These my to my motherfuckin first born
so they can know, Hehehe
Ain't nuttin but a motherfuckin rider, Wessyde I die
That's all it was, it's a crooked-ass hand they deal a
I just played to win, played to win
Motherfucker bet agains the odds..