Luyện nghe bài hát Everywhere I Go

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It runs
Share it me!

[Verse 1:
They'll never take me
I'm gettin' with my four-five
Cocked on these suckas, to die
Even as a youngster ruckus on the back of the bus
I was a fool all through high school kickin' up
But now I'm labelled as a 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 crash up on the curb, cause my visions
Maybe if they tried to me
What I do?
I had to feed my fuckin'
What else I do?
But be a
Out slangin' with the
hangin' with them phonies in the clubs
Got my on danger
Never been a to homicide
My city's full of gang and drive-bys
Why do we die at an early
He was so
But still a of the 12 gauge
My of a corpse
Mind full of thoughts
And I ain't back to court
So fuck you thought
I'm hennessey
Runnin my enemies
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 couldn't 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 white ball, like
If you wanted to model, but you wasn't like Tyra?
if you wanted to be Eminem
But the thing to him, was a pack of M&M's?
You can be Eminem, and I got
Or you could be Obama, and bring troops
Or you be Osama, and tear off roofs
Or be Corporate America, and all youth
Be the fly on the woodgrain, my Coop
Or be the sole, my shoe
So you can see where I walk, you can see I been
See my raping my sister when she was just ten
9, 8, 7, 6, NASA take me away, life's a

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I go
Trouble seems to me
in my eyes
I go

[Verse 3:
got me mobbin' like I'm
Loc'ed and to get my slug on
I my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to blast on these if they test me
Trust, I got my Glock cocked if they press me
Bust on motherfuckers with a -
Better duck cause I ain't lookin when I'm -
I'm a nuttin, drinkin' and gettin' high
On the for my enemies
wanna die
Tell me why cause this stress is major
A buck-fifty across the face my razor
can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone
Keep my brain on the game and stay head
sorry 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 make you
Keep swingin' at these suckas till you
I was to raise hell
A nigga the gutta
Word to mutha I'm
I'm kickin up
Ready to
I'm on the scene muggin' mean
Until kill me
I'll be livin this
I you feel me
There's so much

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