Luyện nghe bài hát Trust

Its like a cold repeated over and over
In the winters of my
This shit be man
crazy out here
Yo yo, yo up yall
Thats my over there

1]
If you scared to take
Youll never the answers
I tell the future of a dude 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 dont have that in him
just aint in him
Body is off, hes soft
But soft niggas all a sudden start dumping,
Cause he a way
My say the eyes is a giveaway
One look could me if you really came to kill me
Be the nigga looking
with the milli
Who that over there,
Who homie by the
Better safe sorry, look at p-noid me
Few machine close, we could squeeze all three
Be a cold day in hell they creep on me
Its a lesson premonition
Lotta niggas killed cause wasnt paying attention


I a bitch I can trust
Some I can trust
Accountants over my figures I can trust
A thats fighting for my decisions I can trust
my nigga trust
I can never get
A I can trust
I can trust
Goons that how to spot out a Judas I can trust
And if I cant trust you, the is you here for
Some of you niggas true colors becoming more
2]
Its so long
Cant remember how we begun war
This is a ever-lasting
Cause guns off
I see your mom's she still
She know I aint cool with her son no more
Its old shit, see forever we this grudge
Takes men to squash beef
End it hugs
We buried our dead, years
Why I worry bout him
Constantly watching my
Plus niggas I dread
Another day I put a in black
Though I be and relaxed
Though I know somehow it will back
if Im in the right
Cause a life is a life
What was it worth to see you in dirt
Its quite
Whether you the hunter or the
Mothers cry, no statute of on a homicide
Just tattoos of my niggas
I wonder it change
ride

3]
Its rare I listen to who never been in my position
A caterpillar cant relate to an eagle envisions
From the of a man who went at it with killers
Sit down man
Let me you in hood business
Seen a lotta blow
Lotta folded
Some wasnt humble, ate too much, got
Aint too much to buy
it Im loaded I guess
Lear
I ask myself do I love or success
They say the that truly suffers
His is the best
Cause his heart bleed on his
pistols and sex
Remember spray painting the word Fresh and then at it
folks angry, pointing, swearing at it
Buildings I sprayed, nowadays drive the past it
Same old man from years ago told me life is
So from to geriatric
your own judgment
Live it and love it