Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Role Model

The wrong model
Oh

I got wit' tha dope dealers
life and they hairstyle
Bandanas and gold
And the women fuck
Guess I grew up in the lane
Infatuated with the finer
At tha mall we would shop
At jewelry and rings
Respect we off top
To the big dog who run the
From Monday to
Him and his runners they run the
Jordan was a muthafucker
But was GOD to us
Crazy 'cause we the one
Who our family sell hard to us

Role
Larry Hoover
Role
Edmond shit
Role
Pablo
Rick shit
But not the Rick (tha dope dealer)
I to be like tha big dawg in tha hood who gave out tha turkeys out
went that way
But I went tha route
Me Lil Bleek in front house
Spray you u come in front house
be our role models
We ate in my Grandma house
Damn look at my models
Dead or in prison
when you get too much
They and they get ya

I think I had the role model
Me and you (me and you me and you)
So I just be tha wrong role model
For you and you (for you and you)
It's to say
I had the wrong role
Oh
So I just might be the wrong model
For your child (for child)

to 'em Bad ass
You might want like me
Get like me
But is you really down to care all of them children like me
Half my in the ground
Show you want hittas me
you wanna live tha life I live
You might not 23
For you try to be like me
you be 23
Michael
Cuz my life is for the and deep
I get for a lot of pain
My life ain't for the weak
Is you gon' cry when ya die
Or put his to sleep
I a prayer to all the lil ones
Who grew up living me
you make it some way some how
And go and get it me
But be slipping like me
Be with yo pistol me
Is you gon' buss yo shit
Sho you won't be like me
Can you gorilla hustle if you
Go get that like me
Camp J Angola
When you get ignorant me
You be Boosie
Would you want cancer in yo like me
I was raised to think that dope tha only way u get rich
shit

I think I had tha role model
Me and you (me and you me and you)
So I might be the wrong role model
For you and you (for you and you)
It's to say
I had the wrong role
Oh
So I might be the wrong role model
For your (for your child)

Let me take you
When I was in the days
For I ever got pussy
If you a bad ass
People would thank that you was
All my trained me
Boosie you be no pussy
me how to be a gangsta
And they showed me how to it
the baking soda (Whip It)
This the so (Sip It)
a jacka he might wack ya
This is
him (I feel him)
Then he to running all them gangsta stories
Bout Boo nem
When 2Pac came to tha
And I was him
I to drank tha whole bottom
Silk and Slim was my models
I to tha pen
Look you did
I had tha role model
Black Jesus up out that
Big Rowe sold me fire
And Big was a legend to me (Thug in Peace man)

I think I had the wrong model
Me and you (me and you me and you)
So I just might be the wrong role
For you and you (for you and you)
It's to say
I had the role model
Oh
So I just might be the wrong model
For child (for your child)

I look up to all the
up on the wall
Them bosses home