Luyện nghe bài hát Back Against the Wall

Tryin to it..
It's been a road
Sic-Wid-It

[Master P &
UNNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH! (C'mon, ooh)
feel that? (I feel it playboy, I smell you)
It's real out here 40 (It's Pee!)

I'm out here in the slums where be usin, ghetto tactics
like, up candy canes
sittin on top of a dried up JCPenney mattress
Whatever it takes to survive, see that's I supply
Like and slidin in the grocery store
and out of court
Soft white coke-a-plants turn into solidses
Thirty-eight nosed pistol grip lay nijjas on they wallets
The saga continues, the struggle's beginnin
And it's hard to look up to snotty folks, cause THEY be
'Pac gone, Biggie gone, Seagram gone -- and we lost Eazy-E
one of the first gangster rappers of all
to the most vicious and disease in history since cancer
To Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome,
the graveyard shift, RBL's Mister C
One love, to Ron and Plann B
Victims of the (unnngggggggghhhhhh)
Po' out a liquor

Chorus: 2X

It's not the same, this is crazy
We out here goin it all
must change, it's gettin shady
Got our backs the wall

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UNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH, I shed tears for pain 40, some for
Seen bloodshed by cops, and gangbangers
my pain (unnnggghhh) only time'll change it
and fast money, cars, and bitches got me trapped in this
And my lil' homies ballin, picture me
and in the funeral screamin and crawlin
Is a heaven or hell?
To ghetto kids in the anky only time will
And jealousy, and envy, come with
While crooked, politicians, run the
And it's a, damn shame to see my, vanish
Now teach us ebonics, what about english and spanish
I couldn't, my life behind bars and gates
the government play a game called process to eliminate

Case #246, shootin in an inhabited
They was steady complainin about the sellin
But they ain't been evicted, or convicted
ain't never been subpeonaed to court, or arrested
Shackled an animal for pushin rocks
Dang near choked to death by motorcycle
Pepper sprayed and at like that shit was funny
Pregnant breezy threw on her tummy
Do you think I'll ever be able to get
a chance to and ask the lord for forgiveness
before he close the casket, my son end up growin up
without a will he end up bein a bastard?
A bastard -- that's a good (unggggggggghhhh!)
I don't know, I don't