Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

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

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin'
And I'm buckin', blastin', straight
Mobbin' the overpass laughin'
While these other try to figure out, no doubt

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

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

Motherfuckers, every time I see the
I see my picture, when a nigga's richer
come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap
And they wonder why hard bein' black
Lord can Ya feel 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, gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh

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

Damn, we're running outta time, dyin'
Mama raised a hellrazor, can't
Why you let the beat down 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 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 gotta play my
And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,

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 burn

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

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

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

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

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

Thug Life motherfucker, duck,
Now, am I If I am, don't worry me
Do or die gettin' high 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 shook and
And I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin' 'Tasha

Now, I'm screamin', the world
In the end, it's my friends, that
on my dick when my shit drop
Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick

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

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