Luyện nghe bài hát From Adam

Here we go
Ten later
You what man? Uhm
(I know)
it
Ayo C
Give me that Jamison and that juice
you
I got some on my mind
(I know)

My nigga Frog dead, dog
They my little nigga in his head, dog
You heard what the fuck I said, dog?
Walk inside my like fuck everything red, dog
If you your best friend stiff, you would cry too
Sometimes I don't wanna be a Piru
Then I think about it like, fuck everything
Who killed my motherfuckin'
(I know)
Who G man too? The shit I seen men do
If I told you, I'd me floating in cement shoes
See Compton ain't shit
And I've at the bottom of the pits, feel me?
I done had some real niggas try to me
niggas in my crew
Crip niggas more loyal than a few of my
I been shot, had a surgery or two
Above the rim like Pac, I'm birdie at the troops
I can't lie, every time I see Suge my beat
Cause I don't know if I dap him or let the hawk speak
Wilmington and Brazil, them my cross streets
And who gon' take it me?

They they know me
But they do not me
I do not know me
Who killed my
I wanna names
explain
I can kill you but ain't nothing gon'
But I do it anyway
You die any way
I'm die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
is the day
is the day

I was playing Madden then I a knock
know I got shot but this for niggas that forgot
Sometimes I thank God I got set up
When you shot twice in the chest, it's hard to keep your head up
one: the homies never came to see me
Suspect Red hid my gun behind the TV
Suspect I was beefing with this Crip in my apartment
Shit cause we fought and he couldn't see me
usually ten niggas in our dope spot
Cold ass night, I'm like a at Wing Stop
I usually play Xbox the gun cocked
I'm cool taking mine, but I took other niggas' gunshots
wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my lungs not
Hole in my chest bout the of a Kumquat
I know who shot me cause I shot
But who set me up? I tripping but
(I know)

They think know me
But do not know me
I do not know me
Who killed my
I wanna names
explain
I can kill you but ain't nothing gonna
But I do it anyway
You die any way
I'm die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
is the day
is the day

Let me you how I met my nigga Wack
Shit, he ain't always a nigga back
I met him, he was standing behind Suge
And everything is all good when you banging for hood

That nigga Wack got my number and through
Now let me you the type of shit the Game do
He walked in the booth where I was
Gave him ten thousand, couldn't even finish his sentence
I ain't owe him shit, but real recognize
Now we like two Pits
him, you gotta cross me
And don't forget where my nigga AR be
He be in the cut, that niggas nuts, don't a fuck
Love his Game to death, and he mean it from the guts
Blood, up? Which one of you dumb mothafuckas wanna try us?
(I know)