Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Easy

I take a of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness
Nickel bag of sess weed laced with hash
Phone calls from my niggas on the, other
Two childhood just died, I couldn't cry
A damn shame, when will we change
And what remains from a twelve to the brain
Arguments with my Boo is
I spend mo' time my niggas than I do with you
But it's the same thing, that's the game
I'll be damned if a thing changed, fuck the
I'll be hustling to make a mill-ion, knows
Ain't no for us ghetto children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, time to for gas
Beep my horn for a with a proper ass,
It ain't easy, that's my
Drinking Tanqueray straight out the
Everybody wanna if I'm insane
My baby mama gotta mind full of games
And all the drama got me stressing I'm hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the homies roaches, cause we broke
Late night hanging out til the sunrise high
Watching the cops by
It easy, that's right

It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It easy, being me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free

I sleep niggas plotting on to kill me while I'm dreaming
Wake up sweaty and screaming, cause I can hear suckers scheming
Probably paranoid, problem is, punks be fantasizing
A brother bite the bullet, fire and I died
I wonder why the way it is, even now
Looking out for killer kids, cause they wild
Bill can you recognize a nigga representing
Doing to life in San Quentin
Getting calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nothing
Yo 'Pac, do something righteous ya life
And even thou you innocent you still a nigga, so figure
Rather have you behind bars triggers
But I'm hold ya and holla Thug Life, licking shots
Til I see my niggas on the block
But no it easy,
Til I see my free, on the block, oh
It easy

It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free

Lately reminiscing
Bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior hit the block
an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks
It's the project kid without a conscience, I'm dreams
Of hearing screams at my concerts, me all my childhood
Through the years trying to stack a green
I was only seventeen, when I serving fiends
And I wish there was another way to a dollar
So my apoli', cause these hard make me wanna holler
Will I live to see tomorrow, am I falling
I hit the weed and then proceed to say all of y'all
Ain't nobody down with me I'm thugging, I go home
'Cause muh-fuckers I'm bugging, so now I'm in
high powered cell at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge, can't no bail, what
Do I do in county blues
battered and bruised by the you know who
And fakes get to shaking when they face me
ain't got enough nuts to replace me
Sitting in this, living hell, listening to yell
Trying to torture em to tell, I'm mail
But ain't nobody saying much, the old nuts
Is bucks while these sluts is getting fucked
They my probation, and it seems
I'll be going on a vacation, meanwhile
It ain't
No it easy

It easy, being me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free