Luyện nghe bài hát Everywhere I Go

[My
It deep
Share it me!

1: 2Pac:]
They'll take me alive
I'm high with my four-five
on these suckas, time to die
Even as a youngster causin' on the back of the bus
I was a fool all through school kickin' up dust
But now I'm as a trouble maker who can you blame?
Smokin' weed helped me away the pain
So I'm
down the freeway swervin, don't worry
I'm about to up on the curb, cause my visions blurry
if they tried to understand me
What I do?
I had to feed my fuckin'
What could I do?
But be a
Out slangin' with the
Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the
Got my mind on
Never been a stranger to
My full of gang bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an age?
He was so
But still a victim of the 12
My of a corpse
Mind full of thoughts
And I ain't back to court
So what you thought
I'm hennessey
Runnin from my
Will I to be 23?
There's so much

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

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

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I go
Trouble to find me
in my eyes
I go

[Verse 3:
got me mobbin' like I'm
Loc'ed and to get my slug on
I load my and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't to blast on these suckas if they test me
Trust, I got my Glock cocked playa if press me
Bust on motherfuckers with a -
Better duck cause I ain't lookin I'm - blaaastin'
I'm a nuttin, drinkin' and gettin' high
On the lookout for my
wanna die
Tell me why cause this is gettin' major
A across the face with my razor
What can I do but be a until I'm dead and gone
Keep my on the game and stay head strong
sorry bastards
Want to kill me in my sleep but will can I see
And everyday it's just a
Steady thuggin' on the
And be ballin' loc
let 'em make you worry
Keep at these suckas till you buried
I was born to raise
A nigga from the
Word to mutha I'm
I'm dust up
Ready to
I'm on the scene steady mean
Until kill me
be livin this life
I know you me
so much pain

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