Luyện nghe bài hát Breathin

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

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

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

Woke up with 50 enemies my death
All 50 seeing visions of me shot in the
rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, sleepin' in my vest

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

Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm in hell
Just let me live on the streetz 'cause ain't no peace for me in
Getten world-wide
With a bunch of niggaz that don't give a fuck ridin' as my

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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