Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

I learned not to trust the from the prostitutes
Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions
other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin'
Elementary wasn't for me, can't regret it

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

They of a nigga's 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

on my pager, straight stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is under
Wanted for investigation and even I'm marked for death
I'ma spark 'til I my breath

Motherfuckers, every I see the paper
I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer
They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap
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 a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

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

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

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

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

Every nigga I know's on death row
My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a
Little young motherfucker triple life
Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better
If my knew the truth 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
raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah

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

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

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

The whole world made a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, control it
Screamin' die and he's loaded
run for cover, I cause shit

Thug motherfucker, duck, quick
Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me
Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me
Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why

Little girl LaTasha, had to die
She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot
Her little body couldn't take it, it and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin'

Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the
In the end, it's my friends, that
Lip-locked on my when my shit drop
Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots

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

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