Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsters Paradise Remix

Dear mama, I'm up in this sickness
I robbed my adversaries, but and left a witness
Wonder if catch me, or will this nigga snitch
Should I shoot his bitch, or the nigga rich?
Don't wanna commit murder, but they got me trapped
while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my back
I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in shit to win it
Cause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to 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) tryin to my stash
Whip out the nine, now I'ma and pump your ass
Peter a pepper, but I can pick a punk
him like a bitch, and threw him in the trunk
The thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice
Before I take your life, first wrestle these, mics
I listen to him scream, Tray Deee insane
I guess the little, mites had found his brain
New pull me over, I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember that little, bird, he and told a, friend
It's trouble on my mind, I'm with the old
And five-oh, blaow blaow.

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

Dear mama, these cops don't me
I turned to a life of crime, I came from a broken family
My uncle used to touch me, I told you that
Scared what you might do, I couldn't you back
I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my
I'm down for all my homies, no for a stranger
The in my cell, is 16 as well
It's to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin Hell
I shouldn'ta let him me
Instead of sad in jail I coulda died free and happy
And my raped on the norm
And around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin torn
made me an animal
Can't sleep, instead of countin sheep, countin cannibals
And how it is in the pen
Turn old and cold, and your soul is your best
My mama for me
Tell the to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?)
Cause when they come for me they find a
To the death I the breath from your jugular
The trick is to never hope
I found my buddy hangin from a rope.