Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost

The only way, for me to come back, is by
That's it! All these stole from me
I'm back what's mine

LaughingYou motherfuckers stop me
Even if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin
Do you believe in ghosts,
Real black ghosts
me?

Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops fade me
Mama tried to raise me, but had too babies
Papa was a motherfuckin,
Used to find dope in his
And nearly choked he'd tell me not to smoke
Daaamn, get me started
My mama smoked so God damn
When she was I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At I can't sleep, can't peep
As they through the glass of my neighbors five deep
Starin at the wall, heard a
up in the mornin
See the blood in the hall the murder scene
Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga's
On the corner, the niggaz slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don't they back
(Five-OH!) I daydream the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and the smoke swirl
My mausberg goes BOOM, what's plug
Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these thugs
(GIVE IT UP NIGGA) run out of breath
Every step could be death you blast
And be the last nigga left, then be ghost

Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto lullabye

A seven-deuce of niggaz goes by
Thought I was the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the nigga that's gonna, ya
Don't murder me me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace,
to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the bout to let it loose, what could I do?
Run for cover and return
DIE MOTHERFUCKIN DIE, yo' ass fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I
An clip, hit the ground as a nigga dash
On my ass was the motherfuckin now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot
BOO-YAOW is the sound, whizzed by
Still runnin like a nigga got nine
Don't why but I'm runnin to my fuckin block
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggaz and the
Time to be a
(HEY MAN, COME THE ON!)
And then be ghost

Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I take you a ghetto nigga's lullabye
Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto lullabye

THE POLICE NIGGA!laughing