Luyện nghe bài hát 1,2,3,4,5,6,7

1,2,3,4,5,6,7
no one gonna get to go to Heaven...
the first one to speak, be the one to leave,
get your loved ones and bound in bed sheets.
six deep, full heap, be quick on the draw,
you's a snitch, you's a bitch, you get where you are.
i with killa's who got strikes, dealers who catch cases,
SkinHeads and Mohicans, tattoos on faces.
bring it 'til your dead, bass is, get to bumpin' gun,
all these cowards shit, all these cowards gonna run.
i'm not one, got my gun, got the whipped out,
it all goes down, you go for yourself.
not me, i call it, i'd die for the team,
smoking sacks in the shack, high with the team.
let it fly the beam, infra-red on your head,
every last muthafucka leave me for dead.
can't be happy that i'm livin', you that i fall,
BUT I'M A DEAD MAN WALKING, I LIVIN' AT ALL!
all the that you hate, it's time that you waste,
wake up fucken wet with a 9 to face.
in any case, hit the brakes, doing too much,
my heart's than the grip in the Grip that i clutch.
who wants what? it goes down, here in your town,
i swear to god i'm not laughing, a permanent frown.
don't make a sound, i spit rounds, your dick in the dirt,
shotgun, with the shotgun at your heart.
it gets worse, i been cursed, smash your life a verse,
weed blast, weed mask, we drive thru' your turf.
nobody to talk, ain't nobody playin' games,
kickin' everybody's ass, cross out name.
lame that's how it goes, fuck wax and fuck shows,
fuck the track, fuck the mic', hoes and fuck bro's!
do yourself a and keep your thoughts to yourself,
i'm sellin' drugs to my label and my label up, without help.
not taking shit anybody, leavin' spouses in tears,
you'll get if we tangle, i'll be poundin' the peel.
3 chips, who got let's go, you get stomped,
anytime, any place, anywhere you want.
hold tongue son, you slip, you get fucked,
at your in the parking lot fightin', won't take long.
leave your whole gash flappin', why it has happened,
i love to you fall like Freeman loves watchin' Patton.
why the fuck would i die and to please you,
company with thugs and drugs and heat too.
speed bump, head slice, we aint light,
as i hit the bring a tear to my eye.
i high, do or die, finding peace in myself,
you live a lie, run and hide, die everyone else.
fuck the world, kill 'em all, and you can trust,
'cause hit the dirt when muthafuckas hit the dust.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7 no one gonna get to go to Heaven...