Luyện nghe bài hát Breathin

Who'll be tha last muthafucka
Tell me, who'll be the last breathin?

Stress and busta free, give me reason
To be the muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they
Now I'm the muthafucka breathin'

Stress and busta free, enemies give me
To be the last muthafucka
Bust, my automatic rounds 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last breathin'

Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my
All 50 seeing visions of me shot in the
Couldn't rest, nah I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie in my vest

Shit, I'm like a hostage on troubled block
Call the a thug nigga screamin' Westside bustin' double glocks
Hittin' in my Chevy Suburban
Liquor got me up on the curb handle the steerin' wheel, swirvin'

me Father I'ma sinner, I'm living in hell
Just let me live on the streetz 'cause no peace for me in jail
Getten exposure
With a bunch of niggaz that don't give a fuck as my souljaz

I release 'em on a war path, not your average killer
Westside, Outlaw, Bad Boy
Complete my my competition no longer beefin'
I murdered all them now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'

Stress and busta free, enemies me reason
To be the muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last muthafucka

Make sure I hold my position and stand firm in the
For all my souljas gone, we the earth
Outlawz worldwide, we the block
Shootin' at the kid, I'll bust back for Pac

Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell here
Stale down here, to many jails here
Why you act you don't hear me?
Young Noble, Outlaw till these muthafuckas kill me, I'm still

Now we was raised "Fuck this life", I rose my
on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm sentacle, sleep-walkin', isn't
'round town wit' a pound full of dinner food

Came a long way from a bored-day, dead away there's war play
Fuck grands, I'll say, die for my A-K
Wit' these fag ass niggaz, glass ass niggaz
Only my niggaz, ghetto is mash ass niggaz, breathin'

and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka
Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they
Now I'm the muthafucka breathin'

I walk around a knife in my back
Talkin' 'bout a bad day, I live a like that
It's a fear, and I'm losin' my hair, bless the
me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruinin'

Breathin' is suicant, no one give a fuck me
I leaned to like it like that, when I was wit' mommy
Besides a seed that the devil run from, in the of the beats
That's where the fuck we come and still breathin'

And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to this
Just 2 of my closes man one of y'all can take this
But, I'm Makaveli trained, simple and
We 1 muthafucka, 'bout to do it again

Shit, Pac still it, you hoes can't ruin it
2 million time he drop, I know you fuckas losin' it
We movin' in for the kill, for a mill, we the steel, hold the wheel
I'm to give these niggaz somethin' they can feel

real, but we the raw on the cut
Style-bitin' thug line niggaz it up
We hit 'em up

And we breathin'
And we still
And we breathin'
We'll be the muthafucka breathin'

Stress and busta free, enemies give me
To be the last muthafucka
Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while sleepin'
Now I'm the last breathin'

Stress and free, enemies give me reason
To be the last breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they
Now I'm the muthafucka breathin'