Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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Blessings in life to the
They say life is like 5
Words of a old man with silver hair in his chair
His eyes were bloody while describin' what before me

Said evil bitches and jealous men try to destroy me
It occurred to me, this old words couldn't be realer
I'm on top now, slightest drama, I'll have ta ya
'Cause animals and sweetness, sharks smell blood in

Ishmael, Moses and Gob, moved a divine
Shit is material, havin' no life
I crash whips and it no matter the price
As as I survive, coppin' the five

Circle the where the beef's at
And in front of my enemy's eyes
They see it's war we life stealers
Hollow tip, busters there's no heaven or hell

is dead, fuckers
And your is with god
Your mind lurkin' to earth
your own murder reoccur

For ever struggle, every strip, and ghetto
For every nigga toned in the pain and metal
For every child that's
And every nigga
And for every brotha
Live to see another

For ever struggle, every strip, and ghetto
For every nigga toned in the and heavy metal
For child that's born
And every nigga
And for every brotha
Live to see mornin'

It's nigga the streets glory many die for me
Got knocked refused 3 to 9's, to trial for me
Basically I'm reality loaded with vast stories
Of lust, greed, and contempt no street is

Extended clip shots hoods for 6 blocks
I sip shots, watchin' em hustlers pitch
All you pictures of my pain
the city in vain

Fallin' deep the pits of the game
This is for the sickest of mind
In fatal times, vesh crimes
Nickel plated nine and from the dime

Hear the sounds of baby's cry
Still I'm sayin' why do we
In the ghetto with a ways to die
Stayin' high to the pain

in the game, exhalin'
Guilts and the shame, misery and
the fuck will tomorrow bring
Look at anthrax, I stand back
Hopin' I make it through

My is a art gallery, right
With of crucifixes
Hopin' to me from all the dangers in the music business
Was once a gangsta hangin' with youth offenders

But since I tasted paper it started the friendships
Watchin' freeze in winters, they still poor
How I tease them with benz's and feel no remorse
Drivin' past them in the lively fashion, diamond clashin'

Red stones, blue stones, red bones and ones
did I expect with bucket seats in a lex
And spendin' time in cheese with little des
Got when I'm with my daughter

to bring a violent aura in her presence
She knows what daddy her, it's lessons
princess it's a ugly world
I put my life up for yours, see I love girl

Could you believe even my jealous
My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh my own bones
My hates my heart, my heart makes the songs
Though my songs come from the

I'm lonely...
Hold me, it's gettin'

For struggle, every strip, and every ghetto
For nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal
For every that's born
And every gone
And for brotha breathin'
Live to see mornin'

For ever struggle, every strip, and every
For nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal
For every child born
And every gone
And for brotha breathin'
Live to see another