Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Losin It

Straight out the bay
we go

Lord help me, me, Mama, keep praying
For a young trying to duck an early grave
In the city where ya can't the snakes from the fakes
Fakes the phonies, enemies of homies

Around the there's another nigga waiting to jack
He don't know I got a 'til his ass get shot
Like a motherfucking thug
Craving beats like motherfucking drugs to me, hey

What's up with bitches to screw me?
Do me 'coz I did a
Throw the pussy to me but before they knew me
die than let ya play me for a buster

And with my
I'm a plotting ass motherfucker, huh
Don't let the fool ya, let me school ya
Screaming, life, nigga when I do ya

I'm going crazy, getting
And then I suffocate a breather
me back
I'm ya, I'm losing it

Said I'm losing my
Losing my
Said I'm losing my
Losing my

Said I'm losing my
Losing my
Said I'm my mind
Losing my

I'm going crazy, niggas can't me
On the real, I kill I step to ya fucking grill
So let me kick it, let me flip it, let me get
I'm not a buster from the selling whooped tickets

I hang with G's, flipping keys and smoking
I get the cash and and never learn to read
So a bitch, fuck a hoe and I let ya know
Because they come and go like the blows

am I giving, how I'm living, what I'm giving up
You can take my life and I give a fuck
'Coz I'm the trouble, most coming the west coast
Where the niggas is banging the overdose

and murderers, psychos and lunatics
Nobody what makes my mind click
Is it the screaming inside of me?
Hell no, it's just the life mentallity

I'm going crazy, shit don't me
I'm living like a thug six niggas carry me
Death is on the trigga, so it
I take it no more, nigga, I'm losing it

I'm losing my mind
Losing my
Said I'm losing my
my mind

Said I'm losing my
my mind
Said I'm losing my
my mind

Shit was to me, my gat screamed fire
The told me, shoot that motherfucker, he's a liar
I to my 3-80 like a bitch on a stroll
When my niggas try to dig me a whole of a

Nigga, I be fucked in this game, I'm a psychopath
My AK told me to him up some niggas ass
I'm having conversations with Mr. Millometer
He's one of my best friends, bitch ass nigga

And Miss Mossburg love it in the trunk
You know that old school bitch, she like to get it
And splitting motherfuckers by the
My grand Mr. AR-15

But the evil
Talked me into taking a dope turf and shooting cluckers
he was my only family
Shoot and please don't jam me

Got in a fight at the club, my gat talking
Told me to the fuck up and let him do the talking
I woke up and it was sick to see the guts
I'm going man, shit was talking to me

Said I'm losing my
Losing my
Said I'm losing my
Losing my

Said I'm losing my
Losing my
Said I'm my mind
my mind

Said I'm losing my
my mind
Said I'm losing my
Losing my

Said I'm my mind
my mind
Said I'm losing my
my mind