Luyện nghe bài hát Justify My Thug

This right, right here, quick
It's like it's supposed to happen, this one right
Young, God
Let me justify my thug on this one here

It one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock rock
Five, six, seven o'clock, o'clock rock
Eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, the 'bout to pop
rock a fella, yo

It's your boy S. Dot 'n' I ain't never to jail
I never pay a nigga to do no dirt for me
I was scared to do
I will never tell even if it means in a cell
I never ran, never will

I ain't never smacked
A better keep his hands to himself
Or get clapped for what's under that belt
I never asked for I don't demand of myself
Honesty, loyalty, friends and then

before dishonor and I tell you what else
I tighten my belt 'fore I beg for
Foolish pride is held me together through the years
I wasn't felt, which is why I ain't never myself

I just the hand I'm dealt, I can't say I've never knelt
Before God and asked for better cards at to no avail
But I never sat back feelin' for myself
If you don't me heaven, I'll raise hell 'til it's heaven

my thug
(For you)
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you, for you)
(Fresh)

To justify my
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you, for you)
(Fresh)

Now if you shoot my dog, kill your cat
Just the unwritten in rap, know that
For action there's a reaction, don't have me relapsin'
Relaxin's I'm about but about mine

Don't be like you can't see street action
Take me back to reasonable doubt
You see my mind's on the line, facin' the wreck
I put my faith in the tec, tell Satan not yet

You understand I am chasin' my
I am narrowly my death, oh yes
I am the Michael Schumacher of the roc
Travelin' Mach 5, barrelin' my can stop God

God forgive me but I can't let deliver me to you
Until I won this race, then
My engine gone out, I get whatever is meant for me
However it turns out fine, red

Justify my
(For you)
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you)
(Fresh)

To justify my
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you)
(Fresh)

They say, "An eye for an eye", we both our sight
And two wrongs make a right
But when you been wrong and you all along
That it's just one life, at what point does one
(Good question, right)

'Fore you knock the war try to put dogs in it
for a minute-and-a-half
Bet stops all the grinnin' and the laughs
When you the game of life and the win ain't in the bag

When options is none and the pen is all you have
Or the block, niggaz standin' tight, there's on the ave
Tryin' to cop or shot-call, they self in the cash
But can't put they name on 'cause then you on blast

Mr. President, drugs in our residence
Tell me what you want me to do, break bread with us
Mr. Governor, I swear a cover up
Every other corner there's a liquor store, is up

Justify my
(For you)
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you)
(Fresh)

To justify my
(For you)
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you)
(Fresh)