Luyện nghe bài hát Everywhere I Go

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It deep
it with me!

[Verse 1:
They'll never me alive
I'm gettin' with my four-five
on these suckas, time to die
Even as a causin' ruckus on the back of the bus
I was a fool all through high school kickin' up
But now I'm labelled as a trouble who can you blame?
Smokin' weed helped me away the pain
So I'm
Rollin' down the swervin, don't worry
I'm to crash up on the curb, cause my visions blurry
Maybe if they to understand me
What I do?
I had to my fuckin' family
else could I do?
But be a
Out slangin' the homies
Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the
Got my mind on
Never been a stranger to
My city's full of bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an age?
He was so
But a victim of the 12 gauge
My of a corpse
Mind full of thoughts
And I goin' back to court
So fuck you thought
I'm drinkin'
Runnin from my
I live to be 23?
There's so pain

I go
I see the
skys
I go
I go
Trouble seems to me
in my eyes
I go

[Verse 2:
What would you do, if you make it to the NBA?
would you do, if you couldn't sing, like a Mary J?
What would you do, if you couldn't hit a ball, like Tyga?
If you to model, but you wasn't skinny like Tyra?
What if you wanted to be
But the closet thing to him, was a pack of
You can be Eminem, and I got
Or you could be Obama, and back troops
Or you be Osama, and tear off roofs
Or be Corporate America, and all youth
Be the fly on the woodgrain, inside my
Or be the sole, inside my
So you can see I walk, you can see where I been
See my father my sister when she was just ten
9, 8, 7, 6, take me away, life's a bitch

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I go
Trouble seems to me
Blood in my
I go

[Verse 3:
got me mobbin' like I'm
Loc'ed and ready to get my on
I load my clip and my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they me
Trust, I got my Glock cocked playa if press me
Bust on with a - paaassion
duck cause I ain't lookin when I'm - blaaastin'
I'm a nuttin, drinkin' and gettin' high
On the lookout for my
Don't die
Tell me why cause this stress is major
A buck-fifty across the face my razor
What can I do but be a thug I'm dead and gone
Keep my on the game and stay head strong
These bastards
Want to kill me in my but will they can I see
And it's just a struggle
Steady thuggin' on the
And I'll be loc
Don't let 'em you worry
Keep at these suckas till you buried
I was born to raise
A nigga from the
to mutha I'm tough
I'm dust up
to bust
I'm on the scene steady muggin'
Until they me
I'll be livin this
I you feel me
so much pain

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