Luyện nghe bài hát Light Em Up

You was supposed to it
You was to make it
You was to make it

Tell me why it is now that we live for the moment
Erybody going to the dark
Point of no return, the evil, running from the Lord
in the heart
Poison ? a use to play and trade toys with a nigga
Now you go to war with a nigga
Just because you got than a nigga
Motherfucker Kamikaze you, they rather die then see you fly
Crabs in a barrel, in ghetto
Man, we just lucky we make it out
See so much potential, lost some reputation, you think eventually we will get it
say you got it, they don't even want it
It hurt so much for them to see you with it
I know 'bout Satan, he patiently wait
To rob and steal and kill off in the making
we put together never let 'em take it
Goddamn shawty you were to make it

You was supposed to it
You was to make it
You was to make it
You was to make it
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it
up, lighters up
Get lighters up, lighters up

You know when I met you, in the car
Buck head in the mall, you was special
He was a young nigga,
he never got excited,
It was hard to overwhelm a fat nigga a eye patch, swingin' hard
role tide Alabama
You can tell he was kickin' too much on a country nigga made 'em wanna kill him
Still to see him smiling shawty, he be
Nigga wish him dead, he even feel it
At your video, I could the ?
We was at the club, couldn't get it in, they was stuck outside
Start to at you, and as you should you looked like "fuck I 'posed to do?"
Asked you 'bout it then, "ay brah you cool?"
You said "I worry 'bout the lil dude"
Get feelings hurt, got a attitude,
come around in a year or two
Made you Hustle Gang, let you in the
Said "I get you rich" you "you want a Grammy"
Showed you how to mix the
Candy, 160 with me, he ain't panic
Called me yesterday, I say "lil bro what's
Working Pharell, chillin' in Miami"
All you said was "run it, book the flight I'm
'Fore I leave though, I handle something"
I said "ok" I hung up the phone
hours later, damn my nigga gone

You was suppose to it
You was suppose to it
You was to make it
You was to make it

business, my brother gone
Supposed to be a living
Hating sent you home
But when we see guy, we gon' treat him like the sky
On the 4th of
And him up

Lighters up, up
Lighters up, up
Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
You was to make it
You was supposed to it
up, lighters up
Get your up, lighters up