Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Role Model

The wrong model
Oh

I got wit' tha dope dealers
They life and they
Bandanas and gold
And the women fuck
Guess I grew up in the fast
Infatuated with the finer
At tha we would window shop
At jewelry and rings
we salute 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 we worshipped the one
Who our family sell hard to us

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

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

to 'em Bad ass
You want jewelry like me
Get pussy me
But is you down to take care all of them children like me
Half my niggas in the
Show you want like me
Show you wanna tha life I live
You might not 23
For you ever try to be me
you be 23
Michael
Cuz my life is for the and deep
I get blamed for a lot of
My life built for the weak
Is you cry when ya nigga die
Or put his killa to
I send a prayer to all the lil
Who grew up living me
Hope you make it some way how
And go and get it me
But don't be like me
Be with yo pistol me
Is you buss behind yo shit
Sho you won't be drippin me
Can you hustle if you fall
Go get that like me
Camp J Angola
you get ignorant like me
You be Boosie
Would you cancer in yo kidney like me
I was raised to that sellin' dope tha only way u get rich
shit

I I had tha wrong role 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)
safe to say
I had the role model
Oh
So I might be the wrong role model
For child (for your child)

Let me take you
When I was in the days
For I got some pussy
If you a bad ass
would thank that you was pussy
All my trained me
Boosie you be no pussy
me how to be a gangsta
And showed me how to cook it
This the baking (Whip It)
the purple so (Sip It)
He's a jacka he might ya
This is
Kill him (I him)
Then he went to all them gangsta stories
Boo Milton nem
When 2Pac came to tha
And I was him
I used to drank tha whole
Silk and Slim was my role
I to tha pen
what you did
I had tha wrong role
Black Jesus up out bottom
Big always sold me fire
And Big Hammer was a legend to me (Thug in man)

I think I had the 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 just might be the wrong model
For your child (for child)

I up to all the bosses
Names up on the
Them guided home