Luyện nghe bài hát One Love

What up I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the cops came you should of slid to my
Fuck it black, no time for looking back done
Plus you know you got a son
I heard he looks like you, why your lady write you?
Told her she visit, that's when she got hyper
Flip it, talk about he acts too
He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him
I was like yeah, don't care, she a snake too
Fucking with the niggas from that fake that hate you
But yo, guess who got in the dome-piece?
Jerome s niece, on her way home from joes beaches
Plus rob is selling drugs all the time
out with young thugs that all carry 9's
At night there's more trife than ever
What up with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all
If so then hold the fort, now I to the fullest
Say up to herb, ice and bullet
I left a half a hundred in commissary
You was my nigga when push to shove
One what? one

Dear born, be out soon, stay strong
Out in new the same shit is going on
The crack-heads stalking, loud-mouths is
Hold, check out the story yesterday I was walking
The nigga you shot last year tried to appear like he something
Word to mother, I him fronting
And he be on your block
Your man him your glock
And now they run together, up son, whatever
Since I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a
When I heard you blew a nigga with the ? for a piece
Whylin' on the island but now ?
Better chill 'cause them will put that ass on fire
Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the
I maintain when you home the corner's ours
On the reels, all these crab niggaz know the
When we start the revolution all probably do is squeal
But chill, see you on the v I
I gave your mom dukes loot for
Plus ?
Your brother's buck in four Maine he wrote me
He beat his case, 'til he come home I play it low key
So stay civilized, flies
incarcerated your mind (dies)
I hate it your mum cries
It wants to make me murder, for real-a
I've got a mask and gloves to bust slugs
For one

Sometimes I sit with a Buddha sack
Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist the facts
Written in text books, bibles, etcetera
Fuck a school lecture, the get me vexed-er
So I be ghost from my
I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' while I'm sleeping
A two day stay, you may say I the time alone
To relax my dome, no phone, the 9 at home
You see the have me stressed something terrible
Fucking the corners have a nigga up in belle vue
Or h.d.m., hit numbers from 8 to 10
A in a maximum state pen is grim
So I comes home, nobody's helping shorty
Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we them oowops
He said nas, cold be bustin' off the roof
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a tres-deuce
He inhailed so deep, shut his eyes he was sleep
Started coughing I peeked to watch me speak
I sat back the mack, my army suit was black
We was chillin' on these where he pumped his loose cracks
I an l when he passed it, this little bastard
Keeps me he starts talking mad shit
I had to school him, told him don't let niggas him
'cause when the pistol blows a shot that's when a murder be the one
Tough luck when niggas are struck, families up
Could've caught your man, but didn't when you bucked up
happen, so take heed never bust up
If the crowd catch him solo, make the right man
Shorty's was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only twelve to tell me that he liked my style
Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash my clothes
Then only the bolder herb smoke through my nose
And told my little man that I'm a go
There's some jewels in the that he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom from nas try to up above
Keep an eye out for jake shorty
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