Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsters Paradise Remix

Dear mama, I'm up in this sickness
I robbed my adversaries, but and left a witness
if they'll catch me, or will this nigga snitch
Should I shoot his bitch, or make the rich?
Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me
Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin my back
I'm of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it
Cause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to it
Got no time for cops, who and try to catch me
Too fuckin trigger happy, to let them suckers me
gettin jealous (jealous) tryin to find my stash
Whip out the nine, now dive and pump your ass
Peter picked a pepper, but I can pick a
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 wrestle with these,
I to him scream, Tray Deee went insane
I guess the little, mites had finally his brain
New Rovers me over, I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember little, bird, he snitched and told a, friend
It's trouble on my mind, I'm the old timers
And fuck five-oh, blaow.

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

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