Luyện nghe bài hát Doing Me

I know, it kinda hard
We all for some kind of outlet to plug into, but

From the corners of the street, in every hood and ghetto
I'm the of what could be, if you try
All the wanna see a nigga's life in misery
But I'ma keep on me 'til 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 it's like niggas ain't happy 'til finally deceased

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

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

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

From the corners of the street, in every hood and every
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

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

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

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

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

From the corners of the street, in every 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 on doing me, 'til I die

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

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

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

Bad enough we got and the beef is rough
I a oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck
Knowledge of self, I'ma do regardless of wealth
Regardless of how the and the cards 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 wanna see a nigga's life in misery
But I'ma keep on doing me, I die