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 to duck an early grave
In the city where ya tell the snakes from the fakes
Fakes from the phonies, enemies of

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

What's up with bitches to screw me?
Do me I did a movie
the pussy to me but before they never knew me
Rather die than let ya play me for a

And with my
I'm a ass rotten 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 I suffocate a motherfucking breather
me back
I'm ya, I'm losing it

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

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

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

I with G's, flipping keys and smoking weed
I get the cash and dash and learn to read
So a bitch, fuck a hoe and I let ya know
Because they come and go the wind blows

What am I giving, how I'm living, I'm giving up
You can take my life and I don't a fuck
'Coz I'm the trouble, most coming from the west
Where the niggas is 'til the overdose

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Got in a at the club, my gat started talking
Told me to shut the 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 my mind
my mind
Said I'm my mind
my mind

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

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

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