Luyện nghe bài hát In My Eyez

He just be recognized by the OGs
And paint in the alleyway while he smokes weed
Middle up like, "Fuck the judge and the police"
Runnin' the streets late nights, so we don't sleep
He went to work, his Glocks, said, "Look out for the cops"
All he ever was the streets, always out on the block
As he pours a liquor for his homies to pass
He starts to wonder how long last
He never pray to God 'cause he get no answer
All he feels God did was his grandma cancer
Only he had left was his Glock 9
Hustled on the corner, tag his name on the sign
No mercy for his
Agony and
The only that ever made his heart warm was the Hennessy
He sipped from the bottom until the drop
And he says, "Sorry mama, but I just can't stop, I stop," look

Yeah, he ran the streets in one time
R.I.P. tat for his who just died
He done to 16 funerals by 17
One his 18th birthday all he was one 9
With 20 in the clip, that's how you survive in the streets he was
Only way to stay just tryna see 21
For his homies, he'd for 'em
His homies, die for 'em
Ain't scared of death he knows eventualy it'll come
Flowers and candles, filled a memorial on his
In memory of his boy that got shot last
He left behind two little
He had a family—they'd gather here every night in hopes God might speak
The whole he had—murder on his mind
All he thought was and loaded up his 9 and
Got with his boys, and he hopped inside the
Went to an enemy spot and shootin' out the ride and
It's hard to say if wrong or right
And now he's behind bars with a to fight
'Cause in the end, nobody
No matter what situation, never your job to take a life

I had to visit you 'cause your moms don't wanna see you way
I pray to God every to fight your demons away
I just feel like I'm you, homie
Can't you see what they doin'? They just usin' you, man, they foolin' you,
The streets don't love us, man, never did
so worried 'bout death that we can't ever live
See, the streets got you brainwashed, they fuckin' with ya
when he looked at me and said
"I lost my only two brothers to the streets I rep
Besides, my mom is the only fam I got left
The only family I had
They me like a son, I ain't have a dad
See, the streets taught me loyalty, respect, and how to by a code
They taught me no different, this is all that I know
Even though your was crazy and he wasn't always there
Even though he mistakes, homie, that motherfucker cares
See, I can't say the about mine, homie
Really I give two fucks if he died, homie
the way that he beat my mother, he ain't never love us
That motherfucker's dead in my eyes, homie"
I told him, "A real man up on his own
And doesn't need a fuckin' gang to have his back 'cause he's
I know you think nobody cares, but man, that ain't
Your already lost two men, she can't lose you
You think these would do the same for you?
they'd take the blame for you?
Think motherfuckers would put they family through pain for you?
Where is your hood at when it's all and done?
You ain't pull a when that bullet shot from that gun
Takin' the 'cause you don't wanna snitch, dog, is you dumb?
Takin' care of your makes you gangster, not where you from
Dog, is you
Takin' of your moms makes you gangster, not where you from"
He said, "It's or be killed, understand that shit
I got to murder, dog, they planned that shit
How dare you come me and act like you better
Motherfucker, we the same place, I can't stand that shit
You always God, but do you really believe in Him?
If we all sinners, man, what the fuck do we to Him?
He don't exist or the Devil is beatin' Him
When my was down, where was God when she needed Him?
You can go own way, but this the life for me
Don't call, don't visit, and write to me
We all sin, you know better the next man
You ain't God, you can't me what's wrong or right for me
people meant to win, I was meant to fail
Some meant for Heaven, I was meant for Hell
people meant to live and be free, but not me
Been in this system since 7, I was for jail
I guess is perfect
Tell my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to it
I guess is perfect
Tell my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to it..."