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 where ya can't tell the snakes from the fakes
Fakes the phonies, enemies of homies

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

up with bitches trying to screw me?
Do me 'coz I did a
Throw the 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
let the movie fool ya, let me school ya
Screaming, Thug life, when I do ya

I'm going crazy, getting
And then I 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 going crazy, niggas fade me
On the real, I when 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 cash and dash and never to read
So a bitch, fuck a hoe and I let ya know
Because they come and go like the blows

What am I giving, how I'm living, what I'm up
You can my life 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
Nobody knows makes my mind click
Is it the screaming inside of me?
Hell no, it's just the life mentallity

I'm crazy, shit don't phase me
I'm like a thug 'til six niggas 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
Losing my
Said I'm losing my
my mind

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

Shit was to me, my gat screamed 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 be fucked in this game, I'm a psychopath
My AK told me to shove him up niggas ass
I'm having conversations with Mr. Millometer
He's one of my best friends, bitch ass eater

And Mossburg 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 over 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 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 nuts man, was talking to me

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

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

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
Losing my