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 to duck an early grave
In the city where ya can't tell the snakes the fakes
from the phonies, enemies of homies

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

up with bitches trying to screw me?
Do me I did a movie
Throw the to me but before they never knew 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, when I do ya

I'm going crazy, getting
And then I suffocate a motherfucking
me back
I'm telling ya, I'm it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shit was talking to me, my gat fire
The bullet me, shoot that motherfucker, he's a liar
I to my 3-80 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 niggas ass
I'm having long conversations Mr. Millometer
He's one of my best friends, bitch ass nigga

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

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

Got in a at the club, my gat started 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 nuts man, shit was to me

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

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