Luyện nghe bài hát Young OG II

[Hook: Haronni]
Troubled tears, they'll you there
your eyes it's all a disguise
The fear you feel, is not real, not real
The fear you feel, is not real, no
sky, similar ties
But I all about you, I do

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

[Verse 2:

My son gon' be a king, I tell him every
I put my chain on his neck, right now heavy on him
One day it'll all be his, so I'm on him
I test him all the time and I warn him
I pop quiz him like listenin' and drop wiz em
vision the bottoms crowded, the top isn't
We talk guap missions, prison
I help him see it clearly, I'm his optician
Could learn my experience but youngin' gotta live
Not with that mentality, that gotta give
Cause that how we grew up, probably should of picked for
Nah we was on them streets, for that mugger
Still, scared you could get killed
fear that you feel, was that real
But I'm like, I will not get killed
So fear that I feel, is not real boy
I'ma true King, tryna a new king
I show him stuff , how to do things
How to ride a bike, how to tie shoe
How to be a man, how to treat his boo
have a OG, to give you that "Go 'head"
I blame you niggas, I blame your old head
I all about that, my poppa wasn't down
Poppa used to through, Poppa doesn't now
Shoulda' protected me, but wasn't 'round
So now I got this 9, that 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 done yet
Before it down, I make sure that my son set
You made so strong, you made whole song
You made me OG, love you Johan