Luyện nghe bài hát Young Brothas

Intro: [Joe Mafia]

Young brotha, take a look around [All ya young
At the starvation, murder [watch yourself blood]
Abortion, as the death increases [I feel for you son]
Life the ghetto, my peoples [word up, what up all ya
Wu-Syndicate, in peace
all those who didn't it all these years [Stop]
Hold your head, grap umbrellas [Word]

UFO swarm your city, older cats
fantasizing "When I grow up, I'll be the livest"
Well threw the high school
knucklehead, gettin high too
Fightin in class, rockin Levi
Short ass suit, valleys
Sayin one day, he'll be paid
Bangin fly Canadian chick Tamia
Saint Gria, fine wine, don doddy,
Corporate blindsides, the frontlines
It be down little shorties watching they don't a fuck
Locked up, now your caught a lee, now what?

Chorus:

in life, ain't always what it seems
Keep it real with reality, the illusion, chasing the dream
Many lives lost the struggle, children cry
at the stressed mother, family losed a love
Young

For all of my young niggas, take true baby

[Joe
Project long knights
You bitter sweet killers with murder
The slaughter heat
So drugs, my thugs O.D.
Knockin O.D.'s to at this
Wildin out, the livest?
Stayin the
Ya name ring, iced chain
Shorties wan't too expose to the game of drug sling
Not knowin who to
Lost your mind a time ago
Fuck a nine to five, but yo don't waste time to blow the life
Got you livin on the edge, speedballin nigga note the
Why you wastin time, shinin for egg head
Night cat, see ya flash, and get a thrill thuggin
Stop frontin, rockin Slot Time in the cross bustin

Shit is real, all my young
the West coast, Los Angelese, N.Y.C.
Much respect to nigga Tony from Brownsville
My man Harper, all my cats
Young

Keep
All my that got put through the ground
Locked
See you headin shorty
I to be you