Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Don't Know

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Say
In this game life
It's charces (choices), decisions, and
I decided to change my life, for the better [ya me? ]
So anybody that's out seeking conviction
of profanity in my music
Then you don't me or my people
See my music is about keepin it
It's about the constant struggles that I been in the ghetto
So cain't (can't) no man or woman convey the that I make..
It don't get no realer this

[241] - singing while p
Y'all don't what we goin through (mo' money mo' problems)
Y'all don't know they put us through (mo' money mo' problems)
don't know what we goin through (mo' money mo' problems)
Y'all don't know they put us through

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Too many problems I can't sleep, you strong or you weak
See I was born to be a g, why I learned to flip a key
From the to the grave, you either a master or a slave
Now who get paid? but i'ma a hustler til I'm dead
Fuckin wrong but it's the right route..
Now picture me the lights out!
Who can I turn to when time's
in no nigga, put my faith in god
Cause penetentiaries, stayed (stay packed)
Once you on the bus you might not back
To my doin time, keep your head up (head up)
And to my on the street, don't get fed up (fed up)
we do bad, but we all in it
You gotta learn to dream, cause there's no limit, ya me?

- singing
Y'all don't know what we goin through (mo' mo' problems)
Y'all don't know what they put us (mo' money mo' problems)
Y'all don't know what we goin (mo' money mo' problems)
Y'all don't know they put us through (mo' money mo' problems)

commission]
Don't me like a disease, cause my skin darker than yers (yours)
And my is hostile, nuttin like your suburbs
I'm from the ghetto, home of poverty - drugs and
Where hustlers night life for funds but, crumbs
In the in the street, in the cold in the heat
Rest in peace and then deceased but we still while you sleep
And the game never change it's still the same you passed
We get beat and harassed, whenever them lights flash

To the little homies in the hood, claimin wards and rags
Tryin to feel a part of a family he had
And it's sad, I his pain, I feel his wants
To avoid bein locked up, there's and don'ts

Use your head little soldier, the coke out your system
? out your veins, that won't do away with the pain
Only prayers get you through, ain't no use to bein foolish
Ain't got one to live, so be careful how you use it

- singing
Y'all don't what we goin through (mo' money mo' problems)
Y'all don't know what they put us (mo' money mo' problems)
Y'all don't what we goin through (mo' money mo' problems)
Y'all don't what they put us through (mo' money mo' problems)

p]
Haha.. the mo' money you make, the mo' problems you have
The mo' people gon' want, the mo' they gon' wanna take it you
(the mo' they want to steal from you)
So your eyes open (they might even kill you to get it)
(can't believe in but God soldiers)
There no limit, ya heard me?
(believe.. none of what you and half of what you see, huh)
(picture me ballin.. think they see a ghetto child
Comin out the callio' project, forbes magazine, fortune?
Huh, think they wanna see, a kid like me, make it in the nba?
Huh, me ballin.. uh-huh, picture all of us ballin
Picture the haters though, uh-heh
It no limit ya heard me? )