Luyện nghe bài hát How Many Times?

How many times I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how times will I cry?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many
How many times I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?

How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck
Now what the fuck that do?
Ya feel now I didn't let ya pass
How 'bout I stop my car, and your fuckin' ass?
How many times will my beat his wife?
Somewhere in house there's a butcher knife
Fuckin' drunk, his fists about
Why don't you wait till he sleeps, and him out?
How many will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, sittin' for a fuckin' hour

Must be an accident, I nobody died
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other
The roll by and creep slow
Hopin' they can see a mangled body
park, and stand there and watch it all
With kids, they point, and fuckin' stare and just look
I one time I was pulled over
Handcuffed, the cop was like, over
People watching, hoping he shoots me
I just wanted to their fuckin' heads

How many will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I
How many will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?

How many will I wait in a line
It's three thirty, I fuckin' got at nine
I'm up to the front, can't wait another minute
Why am I here? To pay a fuckin' ticket
The lady at the counter like a fuckin' bitch
No smiles, no help, you're just a of shit
I'm pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it
Back to my car, and there it is, ticket

How many will a crack head smoke crack
And ask me for some money he wants crack
Give him money, again, he's back
away, and here's another, Gimmie Crack
How many time will a kid give a dirty
A little punk ass bitch to be a crook
I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor
When you were just a nut stain in mama's drawers

How many will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times I cry?
How many will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many will I cry?

How many will you steal my car stereo,
It even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya?
I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off my seat,
I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my cheek
How many did I walk in, and just sit,
And have to listen, and all this bullshit
Learnin' history and science, fuckin'
Knowin' that, will that put on my plate?

Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, into the
And tell 'em you can make from gunpowder
Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that
Fuck no, you, and shut your fuckin' lip
How many times a judge decide my fate
Who is he? A bitch nothin'
He takes shits, and his old floppy wife
Plays with his balls and judges my

How times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many will I cry?
How many will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?

How many will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times I cry?
How many will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how times will I cry?

{Dawg, I cats all day long, mutha fucka
The call me the big wheeler cat peeler, ya know I'm sayin'?
I run this whole mutha
The whole block,
They call me the king, the big king, king killer big wheeler cat Yeah That's what they call me around this mutha fucka
I run this
I got bitch locked down I'm a big gang banga, man
I'm a gang mutha fucka
See, they ain't think that we was bangin'
Out in neighborhood
But they don't know about me and my clik,
And if you all be down
Shit, we can sit and talk
Ya know what I'm

{Bobby, get your ass here right now and finish your
Here I come, aw I gotta go man
But look, meet me here after school
Oh wait I got year book awright meet me
five-thirty tomorrow, dawg awright guys peace
I hope he doesn't get grounded,
Yeah, me too 'cause then we be gang bangers}