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 hard timers in the pen, had to crush his
Probably never even saw it comin - too busy
Caught him with his runnin; ain't this a bitch
They got me in this game
The feds and the punk, pointin pistols at my brain
I wonder if I'm cause I'm thugged out
My homies execution style runnin in the drug house
what was supposed to be a hit - now shit is flipped
cause niggaz died over - it's not my dream
I'm seein pictures of a man, no witnesses
Only the questions of who smoked the man, young
in our prime live a of crime, though it ain't logical
We hobble through these times, livin blind
Lord me with my troubled soul
Why all my homies had to die they got to grow?
And before I put my head 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 through the
My words to my first born, me

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

Since my very day on this earth, I was cursed
So I knew, that the birth of a child would make my worse
And though it hurt me was no distortion
Cause wild seeds can't grow, we need 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
Sometimes cats be sleepin on the end
drivin with the car runnin
Ain't no love in the hood only hearts
letters to the innocent and unborn
All the that died up on the table
able to breathe, cause the family wasn't able
Can't - her I would do the same
All I give it was my debt and my last name
Cause in the game things livin up and down
This hard got me walkin with my head down
Flashin frowns wasn't meant to be, was I
But never get to know, so I carry on
It's written for the young and dumb wasn't born
My words to my born, feel me

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

the Law]
Two thousand somethin it's a new era
A too real, now see shit too clear
See there's more than this scrilla and this tilt
(What is it dawg?)
The and the silk, and makin sure 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 question is it? the Law hustlers
If it's related to chips, homey we'll ya

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

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