Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

[Hook Luu
All I know is this pain in life
And this struggle it me so
All I know is I'm stuck on this road
Of success so I got to get
All I know is this pain in life
And this struggle it me so
All I All I know

1]
Red phantom, they say I look Josh Smith from Atlanta
I do, hachoo, excuse you, that nigga look me
He the G.A., and I'm M easy, that's Game
I don't do what you niggas do, that's
I Soo Woo with my crew from the the Burque
I Soo Woo with my crew, from under Wayne
A walkin' motherfuckin'
up to my brothers name
Rockin' that red shit, wasn't fuckin' with them other
Most other gang's, they fuckin' with me
your average motherfucker, I'm a motherfuckin' G
I got some on my chest that I want to get off
I got some shit for vest that will knock that bullshit off
Money like Madoff, Kill em Adolf, Roy Halladay
let a fuckin' K off, and I don't take a fucking day off

2]
Cincinnati C hat, Boston B hat, them is me hats to P hats
Believe that; bring it to the hood so you can see
Dumb ass niggas like game, the keys at?
start, nigga where the trees at?
Red boned bitch like Alisha, the keys at?
that, like a fucking picture
If you a blood I ain't fucking with ya na im just fucking with ya
Stay on my shit, hop in the bucket with ya
Throw the ski on and get to straight fucking with ya
Ain't that some shit, bastards sick
You wana how I'm livin' nigga ask your bitch
you precisely how the Aston sit, and she a nasty bitch
I came in her ask her lips, you know why?
Coz I had to go them lips, Trick
You probably for those ass and tits for

3]
Fuck the blood clock, smile for my mug shot
Can't go out em but I love Big, I love Pac
Love Fab, love kis that's the love stops
Coz I sleep the enemy and I hug blocks
me in the drug spot, nigga with a attitude
Searching me and
Fuck cops, pay your gratitude
you say I'm acting Ruth
Understand I'm tryna feed my
just like Compton the way I'm packing food
But I will act a fool, put cheese on head
Motherfucker I Green Bay Packer you
Have a whole football of niggas after you
the punt return, when will you fucking learn
Now your ass back to school
Wait 3-o-clock click clack at you
And with your conscience like back packers do
And I Talib, Black Thought or Mos Def
But I've seen the deaths
And I'm just telling you