Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Losin It

Straight out the bay
we go

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

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

What's up with trying to screw me?
Do me I did a movie
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 movie ya, let me school ya
Screaming, life, nigga when I do ya

I'm going crazy, getting
And then I a motherfucking breather
Bring me
I'm telling ya, I'm it

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

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

I'm going crazy, niggas fade me
On the real, I kill when I step to ya grill
So let me kick it, let me it, let me get wicked
I'm not a buster from the hood selling whooped

I hang with G's, flipping and smoking weed
I get the cash and dash and never learn to
So fuck a bitch, fuck a hoe and I let ya
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 don't give a
'Coz I'm the trouble, most coming the west coast
Where the is banging 'til the overdose

Killers and murderers, psychos and
Nobody knows makes my mind click
Is it the screaming inside of me?
no, it's just the thug life mentallity

I'm crazy, shit don't phase me
I'm living like a thug 'til six 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 my mind
my mind

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

Shit was talking to me, my gat fire
The told me, shoot that motherfucker, he's a liar
I talked to my like a bitch on a stroll
When my try to dig me a whole of a [Incomprehensible]

Nigga, I can't be in this game, I'm a psychopath
My AK told me to shove him up some ass
I'm having conversations with Mr. Millometer
He's one of my best friends, ass nigga eater

And Miss Mossburg it in the back trunk
You know that old bitch, she like to get it funked
And motherfuckers by the seams
My grand daddy Mr.

But the evil
Talked me into over a dope turf and shooting cluckers
Said he was my only
Shoot straight and don't jam me

Got in a fight at the club, my gat started
Told me to shut the fuck up and let him do the
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
my mind
Said I'm losing my
my mind

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

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
Losing my