Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Ghost

1:]
What's in the back of my mind, sittin' in the of that thang
the two double R sittin' in the back of my brain
Anywhere but here, what I told my sofa
And shit gettin' heavy, weight of the world on my shoulders
Think you figured it out, but you have a clue
you on top of the world but the world on top of you
I hustlin' for draws and now there's plaques on the walls
I'm sellin' my soul? Then you can come get 'em all
Trade 'em all for my dawgs, yea, I'm to you
did we go wrong? Because I don't have a clue
You just wanna hit the and buy a new pair of shoes
But it's real consequences remember the rules
So I the day you ever serve that nigga
Took 5 years of life, you didn't deserve that nigga
I guess and pain look it's somewhat the same
I lost my to the fame, I charge it all to the game

Please forgive him, you know he got that thug in him
We lust for alcohol and we women
And ain't nobody gave us nothin', so we dealin'
You know we coppin' Louie loafers to thug in 'em
And when you made it that far, you should be makin' a
Got the seats and I be doin' the most
In the back of this Holy
In the back of Holy Ghost
In the back of this Holy

2:]
I said we came so far but yet it so surreal
nigga, half a mili, automobile
I'm talkin' real luxury, don't a bump in the road
We ain't like the rest of these that fall out over hoes
Thought you my nigga forever, thought that you be trusted
Man I found out you it, really had me disgusted
Nigga, who am I It felt like a heart attack
Cause I gave you my heart and didn't ask for it
And to be honest with you, I really we were brothers
Fuck everyone in this world as long as we have other
Woulda done anyything, took a charge
on my head just to see you livin' large
Gangster pitted it kills, gave you your first
And I ain't you to blow it, I ain't tell you to throw it
You a victim to pressure, yea, I know it can stress ya
But only a man, homie, I can't be mad at ya

3:]
How can ya see out the windows between your shades and tint
Sippin' good in the back, I'm like it, I'm bent
If it don't make dollars, it don't make any sense
They sayin' I owe 'em dollars and that make any sense
Almost for the bait, almost fell for the hate
And I'm the same nigga that let you niggas eat off my
Saw that from the door, knew that shit from the go
I guess how I go, sit back and laugh at the show
back in the day a nigga took your shit
Told you don't put it there and a nigga stole your
Didn't I put ya back on, did I handle ya
When niggas start weak that means it time to be strong
See I kept it so real, I ain't keep it with myself
I'm gone be real with you niggas, I gotta be with myself
And I'm gone be with ya homie, look you don't got me convinced
Is this payback for my sins? I guess I gotta