Luyện nghe bài hát Young Brothas

Intro: [Joe Mafia]

Young brotha, a look around [All ya young niggas]
At the starvation, legal [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 make it all these years [Stop]
Hold head, grap your umbrellas [Word]

UFO swarm your city, older retire
Shorty fantasizing "When I grow up, be the livest"
known threw the high school
Little knucklehead, gettin too
Fightin in class, rockin Levi
ass suit, swing 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
up, now your love caught a lee, now what?

Chorus:

Everything in life, ain't what it seems
Keep it real with reality, stop the illusion, the dream
Many lives lost through the struggle, cry
Look at the mother, family losed a love
Young

For all of my niggas, take this true baby

Mafia]
Project knights move
You sweet killers with murder fleets
The hold heat
So many drugs, my O.D.
Knockin O.D.'s to give at
Wildin out, the livest?
the flyest
Ya name ring, iced swing
wan't too much expose to the game of drug sling
Not who to trust
Lost your a long time ago
Fuck a nine to five, but yo don't waste time to the fast life
Got you livin on the edge, speedballin nigga note the
Why you wastin time, shinin for egg head
Night cat, see ya life flash, and get a thuggin
Stop frontin, rockin Slot Time caught in the bustin

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

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