Luyện nghe bài hát High Speed

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

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

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

Look at you, now, why you hang out?
I pull the back
wit' a cannon and blow your muthafuckin' back out
They blast but I'm still standin' slightly deep

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

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

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

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

We out of time, livin' blind 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 gonna buy me a gun then next?
and sex, house parties in the projects
We all night

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

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

I ride plottin' the fall guy out the roof
Bustin' at you wise guy, gettin' high, sippin' hundred
Gettin' neck joints low to verdict wit' mine
Get that ass attacked, murdered and robbed, blind from

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

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

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

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

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

We, bet on all time, nigga, the clocks
is the day you only know your glocks spittin'
Cops sittin', politicians 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 chasin' paper
Man, I'm just like y'all, I worry 'bout that shit
Put the metal to the pedal, up nigga, blaze
Let's get out high speed til the end of my days
Now, my say

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

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

speed
(We all night)
Life of an outlaw, 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 niggaz on the and the Eastside
And the and the Southside
(I'm buy me a gun)

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

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

(Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?)
to Mass
(I'm buy me a gun)
and sex
(Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?)
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
(I'm buy me a gun)
Then next?
Food and sex, parties 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 won't
(We all night)
And it stop and it won't quit
(We all night)

And it stop and it won't quit
(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 quit
And it stop and it won't quit
with that rough shit, baby

Learn it
Pac, you goin'