Luyện nghe bài hát Trust

Its like a cold story repeated and over
In the of my mind
shit be real man
Shits out here
Yo yo, yo up yall
Thats my niggas over

1]
If you to take chances
never have the answers
I could tell the future of a how his stance is
Wonder will he shoot you should study where his hands is
Is he gonna it and pop it
His big
But he have that thing in him
Slanging just in him
language is off, hes soft
But niggas all a sudden start dumping, fronting
Cause he a way
My say the eyes is a giveaway
One look could tell me if you really came to me
Be the quiet nigga
Laying the milli
Who over there, creeping
Who homie by the
Better than sorry, look at p-noid me
Few machine guns close, we squeeze all three
Be a cold day in hell they creep on me
Its a lesson every
Lotta niggas killed cause they paying attention


I want a I can trust
niggas I can trust
Accountants looking over my I can trust
A lawyer thats fighting for my I can trust
Damn my trust
I can never get
A I can trust
I can trust
Goons know how to spot out a Judas I can trust
And if I trust you, the fuck is you here for
Some of you niggas colors becoming clear more
2]
Its so long
Cant remember how we this war
This is a ever-lasting
Cause guns off
I see your mom's she speak
She know I aint cool with her son no more
Its old shit, see forever we holding this
real men to squash beef
End it with
We buried our dead, been
Why should I worry him
Constantly watching my
Plus niggas I dread
Another day I put a in black
Though I be calm and
Though I know somehow it come back
if Im in the right
Cause a life is a life
What was it worth to see you covered in
Its redundant
Whether you the or the hunted
Mothers cry, no statute of limitation on a
Just of my niggas names
I will it change
ride

3]
Its rare I listen to niggas who never been in my
A caterpillar relate to what an eagle envisions
the mind of a man who went at it with killers
Sit little man
Let me you in hood business
Seen a lotta niggas
Lotta folded
Some humble, ate too much, got bloated
Aint too much to buy
Bought it Im loaded I
Lear
I ask myself do I need love or
They say the that truly suffers
His stuff is the
Cause his heart bleed on his
Pain and sex
Remember spray painting the word Fresh and then at it
Older folks angry, pointing, at it
Buildings I sprayed, nowadays the Mclaren past it
Same old man from years ago told me life is
So infant to geriatric
Trust own judgment
with it and love it