Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

[J.
Yea, this is the
yea, this is the fathers aint living
at not with us
might see em round the city and won't say wassup
when play tough, wont even smile in mirrors
and we to f-ck hoes off trial and error
just a small time n-gga, big city
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy,
these were our heroes, strictly for zero's
for that Robert Deniro, n-ggas reload on them
them people,
mad at myself cause I done seen some things I'd rather not tell
smole crack and her boyfriend too
sometimes he her daughter like them boyfriends do
pull up to the club where the went too
see that yellow tape and the boys in
a n-gga on a and though i never met ya
Im God Bless ya, they city try and get ya
man, let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, know the ropes lke a
if them bullets wet ya bet ya need a tissue
your face on the front of our saying we miss ya
(we ya)

Come me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

with me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

yea, see God
I know you do whats best for me
but is it if we negotiate my destiny
they tellin' me it's temporary
than why its feelling a cemetary
my dreams got no obituaries
my city hurting and none of us equiped here
you me say I was ballin'
i probably make
I'm trying to get
I'm tryna fear
who wrote the here
these kids live whole life just killing time
running the with no finish line
they noose us with they ropes
but Im tryna
I think my foolish pride might become my
but I aint tryna go, no
and through these lines and quotes you find some hope
I aint dying
my words gon' forever,
you can the treasure
look inside you can see a in my mind
Im tired of seeing dope fiends, wiping nose clean
is my neighbourhood just a smoke
I think Im in the (?) I see lo
sons by bo queens but there's no kings
(no kings, no kings)

[J. Hook]
with me,
Run quick see, what do we here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

with me,
Run quick see, what do we here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

[J. Cole 3]
It like n-ggas either feel ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and hope to God acting unfamiliar
you play whatever cards he no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God's will, I'm asking God ya
lyrics courtesy of www dot com
iller a from artist pain, momma smoking cocaine as it rains out
am I to blame, try to sane so I came out-side
where they rock with thangs out
to clear my mind at the same time blew that boys brains out
but will it change, its like n-ggas is but our minds still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the blood its a shame
it ever slow up
alot of getting older but they never grow up
and do they son's like they fathers did and show up
don't even cry about it, just episode of life
the season n-gga no re-runs
the devil buying soul's no refunds
man, let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes know the like a wrestler
if bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue
your face on the of our shirts screaming we miss ya
another day, another song, a mother
another
but still we like aint nothing wrong
like aint wrong
aint nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but I pass
I ball
I ball
I ball
n-gga I gotta