Luyện nghe bài hát Words 2 My Firstborn

These are my words to my first

Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to
hard timers in the pen, had to crush his throat
Probably never even saw it
Too bullshittin', caught him with his mouth runnin'

Ain't this a bitch, they got me in this game
The feds and the punk, police pointin' pistols at my
I if I'm wrong 'cause I'm thugged out
My homies murdered execution style runnin' in the drug

What was supposed to be a easy hit, now is flipped
'Cause died over bullshit
not my dream, I'm seein' pictures of a broken man
No witnesses, only the of who smoked the man

Young in our prime live a life of crime
Though it ain't logical we hobble through tryin' times
blind, Lord help me with my troubled soul
Why all my homies had to die 'fore they got to

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 wasn't warned, you
Make it through the storm, my words to my born, "Feel me"

My words to my born
My to my first born

Since my very day on this earth, I was cursed
So I knew, the birth of a child would make my life worse
And though it hurt me was no distortion
'Cause seeds can't grow, we need more abortions

Quiet your soul, 'cause you what you had to do
And so did victims of a world never came to
I understand it's a better day sometimes cat's be sleepin'
On the end, drivin' with the car runnin' blinded

Ain't no in the hood only hearts torn
Love letters to the and unborn
All the that died up on the table
Wasn't able to breathe, 'cause the family able

blame her I would do the same
All I could give it was my debt and my last
in the game things change livin' up and down
This life got me walkin' with my head down

Flashin' frowns meant to be, was I wrong?
But I'll get to know, so I carry on
It's written for the young and dumb that born
My words to my born, "Feel me"

My to my first born
Yeah, these are the words to my born
Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to seed nigga

Two thousand somethin' it's a new era
A too real, now see shit too clear
See there's than just this scrilla and this tilt, what else is it dawg?
The velvet and the silk, and makin' sure my kittens got they

Gotta fill mattress, let my kids know I'm at this
Attack this, the mack must roll, stroll
no question is it, above the law hustlers
If it's related to chips, we'll handle ya

Although we never take advantage we always into ery'thang
By all means, stack green, gangsta lean, they say money
The world go 'round so only 'ssociate yourself with chasers
And niggaz truly down

And God first and give thanks for the good times
As well as it hurts
It's haters every corner you hit
Touchin' their tits, hella thick, to get you for yo' grip

I know you out and fed up
But out, gun-blazin', and keep yo' head up
You can call it what you want to but it ain't gon'
Above the law, 2Pac, OG's in this rap

And we done lived a long hard
And we done shed so many tears under these bright
Y'all, although we up, corrupted and scorned
We got a lot of wisdom, to give to our first born

What you gon' tell your 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?

Ain't nuttin' but a motherfuckin' rider, 'til I die
all it was, it's a crooked-ass hand
They deal a motherfucker, I just to win
I played to win, motherfucker got a better guess than I