Luyện nghe bài hát High Speed

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

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

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

at you, now, why you wanna hang out?
I the hammer back
Strike wit' a and blow your muthafuckin' back out
They blast but I'm still standin' slightly scarred

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

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

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

More for the crime rate, this is hell
Bail out, a nigga fresh out the jail house
Open your safe count and take all your out
Whatever happens happens, whoever falls,

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

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

Verbal assassin, I hit the fast, blastin'
I plan to stretch your plate back like elastic
No need to push me to slippin' I love beef, like pussy and
For all you that's soft as tissue

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

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

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

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

All day, for the almighty, dollar, even bother to holla
We all destined to be by the same thing we lust for
away our morals in bags of dust
More niggaz is dying

We, bet on all time, nigga, the clocks
Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks
Cops sittin', politicians laws you ain't knowin'
Soon that money goin' be when you got it

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

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

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

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

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

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

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
(I'm buy me a gun)
For my niggaz on the Westside and the
And the Northside and the
(I'm buy me a gun)

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

(Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?)
St. Louis to Alabama
(I'm buy me a gun)
From Mississippi to
From San to San Diego
Seattle to

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

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

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

Learn it
Pac, you goin'