Luyện nghe bài hát Surf

Broke and all I had was my
build or destroy, what you going for?
Just a and a plan tryin' to hold on
When the clear why was the war fought?
Bout you abandon the folklore
How you but your bitch in an old Ford?
How you sellin' crack for the white man?
How you real, wouldn't kill for your hand?
On the stand sworn in with ya hand
It was all goin' 'til the rave end
Knife scars on ya neck ya best friend
Now it's talk, leave a tec' on ya
Leave a nigga dead to the 'til his life end

You got it, I it, you dreamt it, I start it
You're missin' the target, what can you ask me for?
You want it, my dearly
I back and shot it, what more can you ask me for?

More black kids from a pill than the FEDs in the projects
In the planned parenthood playin' God with ya mom's check, you ain't even been to yet
Sixteen, heard you wanna be a girl
What he for the dream that you bought girl
What's the price for a in this dark world?
Couple hundred where I come from, how you sleep the sun down?
I ain't really tryna judge, they be lookin' for you can love
He was lookin' for he could fuck
Took ya body, wouldn't bother with you
rotten in the bottom of the slums
up in the fun

You got it, I armed it, you dreamt it, I it
You're missin' the target, what more can you ask me
You want it, my departed
I cocked back and it, what more can you ask me for?