Luyện nghe bài hát Young Brothas

Intro: [Joe Mafia]

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

UFO swarm your city, older cats
Shorty "When I grow up, I'll be the livest"
known threw the high school
Little knucklehead, gettin too
in class, rockin Levi shoes
Short ass suit, valleys
Sayin one day, he'll be lavage
fly Canadian chick named Tamia
Saint Gria, fine wine, don doddy,
Corporate blindsides, the survive
It be little shorties watching they don't give a fuck
Locked up, now your love caught a lee, now

Chorus:

Everything in life, ain't always it seems
Keep it real reality, stop the illusion, chasing the dream
lives lost through the struggle, children cry
Look at the mother, family losed a love
Brotha

For all of my young niggas, take this baby

Mafia]
Project long move
You bitter killers with murder fleets
The hold heat
So many drugs, my O.D.
Knockin O.D.'s to at this
Wildin out, who's the
Stayin the
Ya name ring, iced chain
Shorties wan't too much to the game of drug sling
Not knowin who to
your mind a long time ago
Fuck a nine to five, but yo don't waste to blow the fast life
Got you livin on the edge, speedballin nigga note the
Why you wastin your time, for egg head
Night cat, see ya life flash, and get a thrill
Stop frontin, rockin Slot caught in the cross bustin

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

Keep
All my niggas that got put the ground
down
See where you headin
I to be you