Luyện nghe bài hát Young OG II

[Hook: Haronni]
Troubled tears, land you there
Open your eyes it's all a
The fear that you feel, is not real, not
The fear you feel, is not real, no
Similar sky, ties
But I all about you, I do

[Verse 1:
Look, the saddest story comes from those who once had the
Had the foreigns, diamond watches and the shorties
Now they in latter 40s, bunch of kids, scattered shorties
No respect from the neglect, they call they daddy
I'm from a cloth, that ain't the pattern for me
There's to this shit, it's different categories
Can't be them niggas out here, looking fat and gordie
ain't never won no rings, but be mad at Horry
Talkin bout, "Man that nigga deserve that shit"
"I was really in these streets, I used to serve that shit"
We started the bottom, had to topsy-turn that shit
Get it while the gettins' good, that preserve that shit
My ex texted me last night, but I curve shit
end up hitting it, be too late to swerve that shit
That's a young mistake, Lord knows I made me
I love brain, that never made me dumb
All that did was made me cum, swear these hoes me numb
Only feelings for this bitch, you been shoulda gave me
I knew niggas who had some bread never gave me crumbs
Drink the whole juice and never saved me some
I know how niggas feel, I had to live through shit
See the world as constipated, nobody give you shit
I learned that niggas gon be niggas, yeah we do it
But hoes gon' be hoes, just ain't admitting to it
Where I been? Gettin to it, goin' and gettin' through it
Running killin' shit and tellin' cops, "I didn't do it"
That's why they me "Young OG"
And I'ma spit this dope shit until my OD
I flew my shorty in from and she brung OG
She got me chillin' in my but my lungs OT, yeah
And fuck them online, reply why
niggas talkin', cause it's free wifi

[Verse 2:

My son gon' be a king, I tell him every
I put my chain on his neck, now it's heavy on him
One day it'll all be his, so I'm on him
I test him all the and I never warn him
I pop quiz him stop listenin' and drop wiz em
Pops vision the crowded, the top isn't
We talk guap missions, cops
I help him see it clearly, I'm his optician
Could from my experience but youngin' gotta live
Not with mentality, that something gotta give
that how we grew up, probably should of picked for boogers
Nah we was on streets, juggin for that mugger
Still, scared that you get killed
That fear you feel, was that real
But I'm there like, I not get killed
So that fear that I feel, is not boy
I'ma true King, raise a new king
I wanna show him stuff , how to do
How to a bike, how to tie shoe strings
How to be a man, how to treat his boo
Gotta have a OG, to you that "Go 'head"
I don't blame you niggas, I blame your old
I know all about that, my wasn't down
Poppa used to come through, Poppa now
Shoulda' protected me, but Poppa 'round
So now I got 9, that pop-a-dozen round
kids grow up quick, usually grow you up too
Turn you to a big dog, that's what pups do
Did a lot, but I know I ain't yet
it goes down, I make sure that my son set
You made so strong, you this whole song
You me Young OG, love you Johan