Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Easy

I take a shot of now I'm strong enough to face the madness
Nickel bag full of sess laced with hash
calls from my niggas on the, other side
Two friends just died, I couldn't cry
A shame, when will we ever change
And what from a twelve gauge to the brain
Arguments with my Boo is
I spend mo' time with my than I do with you
But everywhere it's the same thing, the game
I'll be damned if a changed, fuck the fame
I'll be hustling to a mill-ion, lord knows
Ain't no love for us ghetto children, so we
Rag top down, time to stop for gas
Beep my for a hoochie with a proper ass,
It easy, that's my motto
Drinking straight out the bottle
Everybody wanna know if I'm
My mama gotta mind full of silly games
And all the drama got me stressing I'm hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the homies smoking roaches, 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 will I 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 will I free

I sleep niggas plotting on to kill me while I'm dreaming
Wake up and screaming, cause I can hear them suckers scheming
paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizing
A brother bite the bullet, open fire and I
I why this the way it is, even now
Looking out for these killer kids, they wild
Bill can you recognize a nigga representing
Doing to life in San Quentin
Getting calls my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nothing nice
Yo 'Pac, do something righteous with ya
And thou you innocent you still a nigga, so they figure
have you behind bars than 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 will I free
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay

Lately been
Bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the
Keep an eye on the cops D-Boys slang rocks
It's the kid without a conscience, I'm having dreams
Of hearing screams at my concerts, me all my childhood
Through the years to stack a little green
I was only seventeen, I started serving fiends
And I wish there was another way to stack a
So my apoli', these hard times make me wanna holler
Will I live to see tomorrow, am I off?
I hit the weed and then proceed to say 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 cell at the county
Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail,
Do I do in these blues
Getting battered and bruised by the you who
And these fakes get to when they face me
Snakes ain't got enough nuts to me
Sitting in this, living hell, listening to niggas
Trying to torture em to tell, I'm getting
But ain't saying 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 ain't
No it ain't

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