Luyện nghe bài hát High Speed

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

in high speed
Fuck the punishment, tie
I buy me a gun
Fuck time

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

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

for the Lord, why He don't like me?
Guard my though my life was hard with no remorse
I absorb bomb, less it's without protection for the
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 about our past, if he break the rules
Fools done snitched for the D.A., be sent

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

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

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

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 all night

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

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

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

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

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

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

At times, I look through times so much 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 a hood done? What we do to get paid

All day, for the almighty, dollar, even bother to holla
We all to be swallowed 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 tickin'
Approachin' is the day you only your glocks spittin'
Cops sittin', politicians passin' laws you knowin'
Soon that goin' be illegal when you got it

Keep dough up
But I ain't goin' tell you, To stop chasin' paper
Man, I'm just like y'all, I 'bout that shit later
Put the metal to the pedal, slash up nigga,
get blowed 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

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

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

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

speed
(We all night)
of an outlaw, ghetto stars
(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 and the Southside
(I'm buy me a gun)

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

(Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?)
Maine to
(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 don't stop and it quit
And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)
Then what's
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We all night, high speed

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 quit
(We all night)

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

Learn it
Pac, you goin'