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

Hehehe, these are my words to my born..

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

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

Since my first day on this earth, I was cursed
So I knew, that the birth of a child would my life worse
And though it me there was no distortion
wild seeds can't grow, we need more abortions
Quiet soul, cause you know 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
with the car runnin blinded
Ain't no love in the hood only torn
Love letters to the and unborn
All the babies that died up on the
Wasn't able to breathe, cause the wasn't able
Can't - her I would do the same
All I could give it was my debt and my last
Cause in the game things livin up and down
hard life got me walkin with my head down
Flashin wasn't meant to be, was I wrong?
But I'll never get to know, so I 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 your seed

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

Yo..
Although we never take though we always into ery'thang
By all means, green, gangsta lean
They say money make the world go
So only yourself with paper chasers
and niggaz that's down - and keep God first
And give thanks for the good times, as as when it hurts
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 yo' head up
You can call it what you want to but it ain't change
the Law, 2Pac, O.G.'s in this rap game
And we done lived a long hard
And we done so many tears under these bright lights
Y'all, although we grew up, corrupted and
We still got a lot of wisdom, to to our first born

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