Luyện nghe bài hát Doing Me

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

From the 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 nigga's in misery
But I'ma keep on doing me I die

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

Feel the grief of a street, nigga that to rap
And applied everything that he learned from crack
I'm in now, it's life, ain't no back
It fair so what kinda concern's for that

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

How can I hate the next man stop my flow
That's like pimp thinkin' he can knock my hoe
I'm here now, just tryin' to cop and
of cars and lot's of doe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knee-deep in what I speak 'cause I the truth
I become when I sit in the booth
Just a thought's all the ill shit that in the streets
How can real nigga wanna work with police

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

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