Luyện nghe bài hát From Adam

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

My little nigga 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 your best friend stiff, you would cry too
Sometimes I don't even wanna be a
I think about it like, fuck everything blue
Who my motherfuckin' brother?
(I know)
Who G man too? The shit I seen men do
If I told you, I'd have me floating in cement
See ain't shit really
And I've been at the bottom of the pits, me?
I done had some niggas try to kill me
niggas in my crew
Crip niggas more loyal than a few of my
I done 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 my heart beat
Cause I don't know if I should dap him or let the hawk
Wilmington and Brazil, nigga them my cross
And who take it from me?

They think know me
But they do not me
'Cause I do not me
Who my homie?
I know names
Click-clack
I can kill you but ain't nothing 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 then I a knock
Everybody know I got shot but 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 homies never to see me
Suspect two: Red hid my gun the TV
Suspect three: I was beefing this Crip in my apartment
Shit started cause we and he couldn't see me
There's usually ten in our dope spot
Cold ass night, I'm a janitor at Wing Stop
I usually play Xbox with the gun
I'm cool with mine, but I took other niggas' gunshots
Chest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my not
Hole in my chest the size of a Kumquat
I know who me cause I shot them
But who set me up? I ain't but
(I know)

They they know me
But they do not me
I do not know me
Who my homie?
I wanna know
Click-clack
I can kill you but nothing gonna 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

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

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