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, muggin' at

On the scene, fiends buggin'
Kickin' up dust the older G's
up the game that was told to me
I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot

I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes
Was taught lessons, a nigga askin' questions
While suckers was guessin', I was ganked 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'
these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt

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

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

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

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

Mama a hellrazor
Dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress 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 beat down niggaz?
I'm startin' to all the rich in the world is safe
the po' babies restin' in the early graves
God, come, the youth

Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You
Dear Lord, I 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 Glock, tell me Lord
Can Ya feel me? a way
I'm but my enemies won't go away
And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz

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

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

C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor
Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, 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, gettin' major
Lord, can Ya hear me? It's just me
A young tryin' to make it on these rough streets
I'm on my beggin', Please come and save me

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

Thug Life motherfucker, duck,
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

girl like LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot
Her little body take it, it shook and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see girl killin' 'Tasha

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

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

like a motherfuckin' drug 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