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 they'll catch me, or will this snitch
Should I shoot his bitch, or make the nigga
Don't wanna commit murder, but damn got me trapped
Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin my back
I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in shit to win it
Cause life's a of, Fortune here's my chance to spin it
Got no time for cops, who and try to catch me
Too fuckin happy, to let them suckers snatch me
Niggaz gettin (jealous) tryin to find my stash
Whip out the nine, now I'ma dive and your ass
Peter a pepper, but I can pick a punk
Snatched him a bitch, and threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nice
Before I take your life, wrestle with these, mics
I listen to him scream, Tray went insane
I the little, mites had finally found his brain
New Rovers me over, I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember little, bird, he snitched and told a, friend
trouble on my mind, I'm with the old timers
And five-oh, blaow blaow.

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

Dear mama, these don't understand me
I turned to a life of crime, cause I from a broken family
My uncle used to touch me, I told you that
Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you
I kept it deep inside, I let it fuel my anger
I'm down for all my homies, no for a stranger
The brother in my cell, is 16 as
It's hard to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin
I shouldn'ta let him me
Instead of sad in jail I coulda died free and happy
And my raped 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, niggaz countin
And how it is in the pen
Turn old and cold, and your soul is your best
My prayed for me
Tell the Lord to way for me, prepare any day for me (why?)
when they come for me they find a struggler
To the I take the breath from your jugular
The is to never lose hope
I my buddy hangin dead from a rope.