Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Easy

I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to the madness
Nickel bag full of sess weed laced hash
Phone calls from my on the, other side
Two childhood friends died, I couldn't cry
A damn shame, will we ever change
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the
Arguments with my Boo is
I spend mo' time with my niggas than I do you
But everywhere the same thing, that's the game
I'll be damned if a thing changed, the fame
I'll be to make a mill-ion, lord knows
no love for us ghetto children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, to stop for gas
Beep my horn for a hoochie with a ass,
It ain't easy, that's my
Drinking Tanqueray out the bottle
Everybody wanna know if I'm
My mama gotta mind full of silly games
And all the got me stressing like I'm hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the homies smoking roaches, we broke
Late night hanging out til the sunrise getting
the cops roll by
It ain't easy, right

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

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

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

been reminiscing
Bout Peppermint in Junior High hit the block
an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks
It's the project kid without a conscience, I'm having
Of screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers
Through the years trying to a little green
I was seventeen, when I started 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 off?
I hit the and then proceed to say fuck all of y'all
Ain't nobody down me I'm thugging, I can't go home
'Cause think I'm bugging, so now I'm in
This high powered at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail,
Do I do in county blues
Getting battered and bruised by the you who
And these fakes get to shaking they face me
ain't got enough nuts to replace me
Sitting in this, living hell, to niggas yell
Trying to torture em to tell, I'm mail
But ain't nobody much, the same old nuts
Is making bucks while these sluts is fucked
violated my probation, and it seems
I'll be going on a vacation, meanwhile
It easy
No it ain't

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