Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mama raised a hellrazor, 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
Mama raised a hellrazor, 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 feel me? Show a

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
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 hear me? It's me
A young tryin' to make it on these rough streets
I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me

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

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

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

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

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

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