Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Losin It

Straight out the bay
we go

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

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

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

And my glock
I'm a ass rotten motherfucker, huh
Don't let the movie ya, let me school ya
Screaming, Thug life, nigga I do ya

I'm going crazy, dizzy
And I suffocate a motherfucking breather
Bring me
I'm ya, I'm losing it

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

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

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

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

am I giving, how I'm living, what I'm giving up
You can take my and I don't give a fuck
'Coz I'm the trouble, most from the west coast
Where the niggas is banging the overdose

Killers and murderers, and lunatics
knows what makes my mind click
Is it the screaming inside of me?
Hell no, it's just the thug mentallity

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

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

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

Shit was talking to me, my gat screamed
The bullet told me, that motherfucker, he's a liar
I talked to my 3-80 like a bitch on a
When my niggas try to dig me a of a [Incomprehensible]

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

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

But the motherfucker
Talked me into taking over a turf and shooting cluckers
Said he was my family
straight and please 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 up and it was sick to see the guts hang
I'm going man, shit was talking to me

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

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

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

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