Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin',
This one goes out to my nigga, Coolin', hell, yeah
Mama raised a hellrazor, born
Heartless and mean, at sixteen

On the scene, watchin' buggin'
Kickin' up with the older G's
Soakin' up the game was told to me
I never touched a gat that I couldn't shoot

I learned not to the bitch from the prostitutes
Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin'
While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin'
Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't it

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

They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord
Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger
'Cause some tried to kill me
And raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid

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

Motherfuckers, every time I see the
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin'
They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin'
And wonder why it's hard bein' black
Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh

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

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

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

Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin'
Mama a hellrazor, can't figure
Why you let the police beat niggaz?
I'm startin' to think all the in the world is safe
the po' babies restin' in the early graves
God, come, the youth

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

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

Every that I know's on death row
My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a
Little motherfucker doin' triple life
I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' better
If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof
Just heard ya baby's was smoked out, fuck the drama

Wanna break my Loc out, smokin'
Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin
'Bout to break my out the fuckin' pen
raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah

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

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

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me
A young nigga tryin' to make it on these streets
I'm on my beggin', Please come and save me

The whole done made a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, can't it
Screamin' die motherfucker and he's
Everybody run for cover, I shit

Life motherfucker, duck, quick
Now, am I If I am, don't worry me
Do or die gettin' high the bury me
Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why

Little girl LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot
Her little body couldn't take it, it shook and
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 my shit drop
Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick

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

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