Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin',
one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah
Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin'
and mean, muggin' at sixteen

On the scene, fiends buggin'
Kickin' up dust the older G's
up the game that was told to me
I ain't touched a gat that I couldn't shoot

I learned not to trust the bitch the prostitutes
Was lessons, a young nigga askin' questions
While other was guessin', I was ganked for sexin'
Elementary wasn't meant for me, regret it

I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class
And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin'
Mobbin' through the laughin'
While other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt

They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me
Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the
some nigga tried to kill me
And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'

Police on my pager, straight
A fugitive, my occupation is under
Wanted for investigation and though I'm marked for death
I'ma spark I lose my breath

Motherfuckers, time I see the paper
I see my picture, when a gettin' richer
They to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap
And they why it's hard bein' black
Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh

Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

raised a hellrazor
Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? a sign

Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin'
Mama raised a hellrazor, figure
Why you let the police down niggaz?
I'm startin' to think all the rich in the is safe
While the po' babies restin' in the early
God, come, the youth

Ain't nothin' else to do but have in You
Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my
And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic

Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me
Can Ya me? Show a way
I'm but my enemies won't go away
And I turn, I see niggaz burn

Every nigga that I know's on row
My younger homie's and he paid a price
Little young doin' triple life
Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better
If my nigga knew the he'd hit the roof
heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama

Wanna break my Loc out, blunts
drunk off that Tanqueray gin
'Bout to break my nigga out the pen
Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah

C'mon, uh, Mama raised a
Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major
Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me
A young nigga tryin' to make it on rough streets
I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me

The whole done made a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, control it
Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded
Everybody run for cover, I cause

Thug motherfucker, duck, quick
Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me
Do or die gettin' high 'til the me
Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, me why

Little girl LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, just heard the
Her little body couldn't take it, it and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 'Tasha

Now, I'm screamin', the world
In the end, it's my friends, flip-flop
Lip-locked on my dick when my drop
Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick

Every nigga on my block two cops
Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die
Let a be strapped, fucked up and high
my hands on the trigger, thug nigga

Stressin' like a drug dealer
And even in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for
I got the to fight, now
Mama raised a why cry
That's just in the ghetto, do or die