Luyện nghe bài hát 16 On Death Row

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That's where motherfuckers is up

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

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

Got no for cops, who trip and try to catch me
Too fuckin' happy, to let them suckers snatch me
Niggaz jealous, tryin' 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 like a and threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin', but swear I'm nice
Before I take your life, wrestle with these, mics

I to him scream, Tray Deee went insane
I the little, mites had finally found his brain
New Rovers me over, I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember that little, bird, he and told a, friend
It's trouble on my mind, I'm the old timers
And fuck five-oh, blaow blaow, 'em into forty-niners

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

Dear mama, these cops don't me
I turned to a life of crime, 'cause I came from a broken
My uncle used to touch me, I never told you
Scared you might do, I couldn't hold you back

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

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

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

My mama for me
Tell the Lord to make way for me, any day for me
'Cause when they come for me find a struggler
To the death I take the breath from your
The trick is to never lose
I found my buddy 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' like a thief, runnin' the streets
Bye bye, and I got no to go
Where you find me? 16 on Row

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

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

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

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

'Cause once they got you up
They got you trapped, you're better off shot up
I'm convinced is the way
Please, stay strapped, pack a gat day
I wish I known while I was out there
Now I'm straight for the chair

Bye bye, I was never to live
be positive, when the ghetto's where we live
Bye bye, I was never to be
like a thief, runnin' through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no to go
Where you find me? 16 on Row

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