Luyện nghe bài hát High Speed

I speak for all my livin' in the rush
Slow it down just a notch,
It's goin' be alright, it's be alright

Life in high
the punishment, tie weed
I buy me a gun
Fuck doin'

I live life high speed, sightly disillusioned by
I breed thug even worse than me
When I bleed, my best to flee quickly on me
My army, niggaz swiftly

Look at you, now, why you wanna hang
I pull the hammer
Strike a cannon and blow your muthafuckin' back out
They blast but I'm standin' slightly scarred deep

Questions for the Lord, why He don't me?
Guard my though my life was hard with no remorse
I absorb bomb, less it's without for the boss
Rollin' in my double, raw, rugged, and

a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's useless
And my crew, who could should be for Jews
We all about our past, if he break the rules
Fools done snitched for the D.A., be heaven

like a stone bitch, turned straight severed then, why?
Then wonder why niggaz die
Put your family in danger just to get
Now, what the hell can we get from

More tricks for the rate, this is hell
Bail out, a thug nigga out the jail house
Open your safe and take all your mail out
Whatever happens happens, falls, dies

We fresh out of time, livin' so we all ride
In times like these, chronic and tie
Puffin' these high speed and people say

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the
We all night

Whatcha do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then next?
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We all night

assassin, I hit the corner fast, blastin'
I plan to stretch your chest back like elastic
No need to push me to slippin' I love beef, like and pistols
For all you pussies soft as tissue

I ride plottin' like the guy out the roof
Bustin' at you wise guy, gettin' high, sippin' proof
Gettin' your neck joints low to wit' mine
Get that ass attacked, murdered and robbed, from behind

Grab your shots', callin', niggaz while they stormin'
his door in
And get your whole fuckin' a' mournin'
Plus all you bitchy types can't touch me
Frontin' like hard
I'll play your yard like a trussel

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun what's next?
Food and sex, house in the projects
We all night

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then next?
Food and sex, house in the projects
We goin' all

At times, I look through times with so anger
Wonderin' why it keeps on passin' bringin' me the
No signal, hard time is a good one at times I'm
Now what the muthafuck a hood done? we do to get paid

All day, for the almighty, dollar, don't bother to holla
We all to be swallowed by the same thing we lust for
Threw away our morals in bags of
More niggaz is dying

We, bet on all time, nigga, the tickin'
Approachin' is the day you only know glocks spittin'
sittin', politicians passin' laws you ain't knowin'
Soon that money goin' be illegal you got it

your dough up
But I ain't goin' tell you, what? To stop paper
Man, I'm like y'all, I worry 'bout that shit later
Put the to the pedal, slash up nigga, blaze
Let's get blowed out speed til the end of my days
Now, my say

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's
Food and sex, house in the projects
We goin' all

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then next?
and sex, house parties in the projects
We all night

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the
We goin' all

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the
We all night

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the
We all night

High
(We all night)
of an outlaw, ghetto stars
(We all night)
Yes, I'm buy me a gun

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
(I'm buy me a gun)
For my on the Westside and the Eastside
And the and the Southside
(I'm buy me a gun)

(Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?)
Compton to Jersey
(I'm buy me a gun)
Gettin' it hard, niggaz in Michigan
(M.O.B, nigga, M.O.B)
Atlanta, Georgia to Utah

(Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?)
St. Louis to Alabama
(I'm buy me a gun)
Mississippi to Oakland
From San Francisco to San
to Florida

(Whatcha do when you get outta jail?)
to Mass
(I'm buy me a gun)
and sex
(Whatcha do when you get outta jail?)
And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)

And it stop and it won't quit
And it don't stop and it quit
(I'm buy me a gun)
Then what's
Food and sex, house in the projects
We goin' all night, high

And it don't and it won't quit
(We all night)
And it don't and it won't quit
(We all night)
And it don't stop and it won't
(We all night)

And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)
And it don't and it won't quit
(I'm buy me a gun)
And it don't stop and it won't
And it don't stop and it won't
with that rough shit, baby

Learn it
Pac, you goin'