Luyện nghe bài hát Doing Me

I know, it kinda sometimes
We all looking for kind of outlet to plug into, but

From the corners of the street, in hood and every ghetto
I'm the proof of could be, if you try
All the haters wanna see a life in misery
But I'ma keep on me 'til I die

by the wrist and tied at the feet
So stressed, wish that I could die in my
And Lord knows, through his grace I done tried it peace
But it's like niggas ain't 'til they finally deceased

Feel the grief of a street, that turned to rap
And just applied everything he learned from crack
I'm in now, it's life, no turnin' back
It been so what kinda concern's for that

Peep the signs with the eyes 'cause tell it all
One of the few in the streets was sellin' it raw
Made mistakes, but it me intelligent more
And how I move, you could still look and tell I was

How can I hate from the next man stop my
That's like another pimp he can knock my hoe
I'm now, just tryin' to cop and blow
Couple of and lot's of doe

the corners of the street, in every hood and every ghetto
I'm the of what could be, if you try
All the haters wanna see a life in misery
But I'ma on doing me 'til I die

One by one, 'em rise, seen 'em fall
You seen one nigga ball, you done 'em all
Even up niggas seen 'em lean and crawl
What a man wanna fiend for more?

Life itself is than a trial or a quest
Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran with the
And very rarely, you can catch me casually
I'm more relaxed in a hat and sweats

Doing me, been amongst some of the street's most men
for months then they gone again
Incarcerated, penalized for the love of acts
Criminals, cold-hearted, now fucking wit that?

Where we at? Hit inside of a life that's rarely
in codes for the killers that daily a dose
Get yours, hit a quota then get
Get legit then get them

From the corners of the street, in hood and every ghetto
I'm the proof of could be, if you try
All the wanna see, a nigga's life in misery
But keep on doing me, 'til I die

So now it's on y'all, see, I've figured it out
if you can never say that they been in my house
And caroused at my wall color, blend my couch
I'm as low as you can go in the

When it's too deep, hard for the mind to relate
Some say I'm too street and way too involved the snakes
make a man bigger than life, I'm twice his age
Understand I'm a but I'm nice some ways

in what I speak 'cause I spit the truth
I become angelic I sit in the booth
Just a thought's all the ill shit lurk in the streets
How can another real nigga wanna work police

Bad enough we got and the beef is rough
I took a just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck
Knowledge of self, I'ma do regardless of wealth
Regardless of how the deck and the get dealth

From the corners of the street, in every and every ghetto
I'm the of what could be, if you try
All the haters wanna see a nigga's in misery
But keep on doing me, 'til I die