Luyện nghe bài hát We Dem

DJ on the track
Say
Aye you can't let nobody you mad
say it like this,
how the fuck you want nobody
you, but you let that person make you mad?
They you

What you gone do when you
(I know all gone leave)
To all the one's left you
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when nobody
is all on me
You stressing, you got no money
Had you a girl, but these bitches ain't

Jumped off the porch in the streets, now you
Went back to cause you steady kept rushing
Diamonds, they down the neck of your cousin
Ain't throw you nothing, like "fuck it, you buster"
Ain't come in the when you try to score something
Death on your mind, you ain't bout nothing
with a nine, think bout sticking up something
Got jacked by your brother, he you with nothing

Ran up a check, when see you, you stunting
who left, now you see when they coming
Don't fuck with them niggas, you know how they
think 'fore you move, if you, you go under
Shine on them cause they blame you for their
Mad they ain't school for they mama
Bitch called my mama, he gone, go him
Never knew back then since a toddler
Turned to a killer, he bought him a
Don't wanna talk if it ain't bout no
All for my name, you posted, follow
you up the point you done caught 'em

I done had people stood
around me talking about the ones with
You ain't got no morals, I know how you but you ain't shit
Be able to see through a and a hug
Prepare and protect your heart from the fake
Stay bout your money, go to no club
Respond wit' a answer, don't never shrug
No you is who say you was
Say you ain't shit, you ain't nothing but a
Tell em think with they dick 'cause you give a fuck
Steady turning up cause you don't a fuck
done, bitch, it's done

What you gone do you fall?
(I know all gone leave)
To all the left you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when around
is all on me (I'm strapped up)
You stressing, you got no money
You had you a girl, but bitches ain't nothing

Jumped off the porch in the streets, now you
Went back to jail cause you kept rushing
Diamonds, they hang down the neck of cousin
Ain't you nothing, feel like "fuck it, you busted"
Ain't in the clutch when you try to score something
Death on your mind, you ain't bout nothing
with a nine, think bout sticking up something
Got jacked by your brother, he left you with

Take down, down
Had to the background
Lame shame, had to tell bitch that's the bite down
Money coming, had to to that nigga "right now"
Talking no sense, had to tell that nigga stand down
Up the TEC, had to make that nigga lay down
Hit a nigga up, he drop, he gone stay down
Go to make a drop, he leave, we gon' ride round
Nigga from the behind, the missile now and slide down
of the future when I don't got restrictions
Looked at the bitch had to tell her it's my now
I'mma you in the front, I ain't leaving you behind now
kick told her not to be so fine now
Chopstick laid in a cross she die now
Man what you mean me and bitch she goin'
If I feel played really bitch she gon' sly it
Crash out, slap her in the streets she cry about it
Don't know we official she don't speak a nigga talk
I'mma blow a whistle 'til you sleep on him
To this beat we creep knowing that my niggas 'bout it
Ben in any extras see me call it
Steady going in no when a nigga talk
Got a long dick if you wanna say something it
Said a better stay all on 'em
You it's all talk
You ain't hear me man I meant to say rip tongue...