Luyện nghe bài hát From Adam

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

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

They think they me
But do not know me
I do not know me
Who killed my
I know names
Click-clack
I can you but ain't nothing gon' change
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 I heard a knock
Everybody know I got but this for niggas that forgot
Sometimes I God that I got set up
When you shot twice in the chest, it's kinda to keep your head up
Suspect one: the never came to see me
two: Red hid my gun behind the TV
Suspect three: I was beefing this Crip in my apartment
Shit started cause we and he couldn't see me
There's ten niggas in our dope spot
ass night, I'm like a janitor at Wing Stop
I usually play Xbox the gun cocked
I'm cool taking mine, but I took other niggas' gunshots
Chest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my not
Hole in my chest bout the size of a
I know who me cause I shot them
But who set me up? I tripping but
(I know)

think they know me
But do not know me
'Cause I do not me
Who killed my
I wanna know
Click-clack
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 tell you how I met my nigga
Shit, he ain't always have a back
When I met him, he was behind Suge
And is all good when you banging for your hood

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