Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsters Paradise Remix

Dear mama, I'm caught up in this
I robbed my adversaries, but slipped and left a
Wonder if they'll catch me, or will this nigga
Should I shoot his bitch, or make the rich?
Don't wanna murder, but damn they got me trapped
Hawkin I'm walkin, and talkin behind my back
I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this to win it
life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to spin it
Got no for cops, who trip and try to catch me
Too fuckin trigger happy, to let them suckers me
Niggaz gettin jealous (jealous) to find my stash
Whip out the nine, now I'ma and pump your ass
Peter a pepper, but I can pick a punk
Snatched him like a bitch, and him in the trunk
The punk I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice
Before I take your life, first with these, mics
I to him scream, Tray Deee went insane
I guess the little, mites had finally his brain
New pull me over, I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember that little, bird, he and told a, friend
trouble on my mind, I'm with the old timers
And fuck five-oh, blaow.

Dear mama, they sentenced me to
Today's my final day, I'm every breath
I'm bitter cause I'm dyin, so much I haven't
I know you never dreamed, your would be dead at 16
I got with a sick society that doesn't give a shit
And too quick to say goodbye to me
They tell me the there for me
a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for me
He's only to be sure
I don't drop a dime to God the crimes he's commitin
on the poor, and how can people judge me?
They ain't my and in all these years, they ain't never love me
I never got to be a man, must be of some big plan
to keep a nigga in the pen
And to my homies out buryin
clear of these Aryan motherfuckers
Cause once they got you up
got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot up
I'm convinced is the way
Please, strapped, pack a gat every day
I wish I known while I was out there
Now I'm straight for the chair.

mama, these cops don't understand me
I to a life of crime, cause I came from a broken family
My uncle used to touch me, I never told you
Scared what you might do, I hold you back
I kept it inside, I done let it fuel my anger
I'm for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger
The brother in my cell, is 16 as
It's to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin Hell
I let him catch me
Instead of livin sad in jail I coulda free and happy
And my cellmate's on the norm
And passed around the dorm, you can hear his gettin torn
They made me an
Can't sleep, instead of countin sheep, countin cannibals
And how it is in the pen
Turn old and cold, and your is your best friend
My mama for me
the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?)
Cause they come for me they find a struggler
To the death I take the breath from your
The trick is to lose hope
I found my buddy dead from a rope.