Luyện nghe bài hát 16 On Death Row

Row
That's where is endin' up

Dear mama, I'm caught up in this
I robbed my adversaries but slipped and a witness
Wonder if catch me or will this nigga snitch
Should I his bitch or make the nigga rich?

Don't wanna commit murder, but damn got me trapped
while I'm walkin', and talkin' behind my back
I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in shit to win it
life's a Wheel of Fortune here's my chance to spin it

Got no time for cops, who trip and try to me
Too fuckin' trigger happy, to let them suckers me
Niggaz gettin' jealous, to find my stash
Whip out the nine, now I'ma and pump your ass

Peter picked a pepper, but I can a punk
Snatched him a bitch and threw him in the trunk
The thought I was bluffin', but swear I'm nothin' nice
Before I take your life, first wrestle with these,

I listen to him scream, Tray Deee insane
I guess the little, mites had found his brain
New pull me over, I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember little, bird, he snitched and told a, friend
It's trouble on my mind, I'm with the old
And five-oh, blaow blaow, turn 'em into forty-niners

Bye bye, I was never meant to
Can't be positive, the ghetto's where you live
Bye bye, I was never to be
Livin' like a thief, runnin' through the
Bye bye, and I got no to go
they find me? 16 on Death Row

Dear mama, these cops understand me
I to a life of crime, 'cause I came from a broken family
My uncle used to me, I never told you that
what you might do, I couldn't hold you back

I kept it deep inside, I done let it my anger
I'm down for all my homies, no for a stranger
The brother in my cell, is 16 as
It's hard to adapt, you're black and you're trapped in a livin' Hell

I shouldn'ta let him me
Instead of livin' sad in jail I coulda died free and
And my cellmate's on the norm
And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin'

They made me an
Can't sleep, of countin' sheep, niggaz countin' cannibals
And how it is in the pen
Turn old and cold, and soul is your best friend

My mama for me
Tell the Lord to way for me, prepare any day for me
'Cause when they come for me they find a
To the death I take the breath from jugular
The is to never lose hope
I found my hangin' dead from a rope, 16 on Death Row

Bye bye, I was meant to live
Can't be positive, when the where you live
Bye bye, I was meant to be
Livin' a thief, runnin' through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no to go
Where you find me? 16 on Row

Dear mama, sentenced me to death
my final day, I'm countin' every breath
I'm bitter 'cause I'm dyin', so I haven't seen
I know you never dreamed, your baby would be at 16

I got beef with a sick society that doesn't a shit
And too quick to say goodbye to me
tell me the preacher's there for me
He's a crook with a book, that motherfucker never for me

He's here to be sure
I don't drop a dime to God the crimes he's commitin'
On the poor, and how can these judge me?
They my peers and in all these years, they ain't never love me

I never got to be a man, be part of some big plan
To keep a nigga in the pen
And to my out buryin' motherfuckers
Steer of these Aryan motherfuckers

'Cause once they got you up
got you trapped, you're better off gettin' shot up
I'm self-defense is the way
Please, strapped, pack a gat every day
I wish I woulda known I was out there
Now I'm straight for the chair

Bye bye, I was never meant to
Can't be positive, the ghetto's where we live
Bye bye, I was meant to be
Livin' like a thief, runnin' the streets
Bye bye, and I got no to go
you find me? 16 on Death Row

16 on Row
It's to all my in the penitentiaries
16 on Row