Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Easy

I take a shot of Henessey now I'm enough to face the madness
Nickel bag full of sess laced with hash
calls from my niggas on the, other side
Two childhood just died, I couldn't cry
A shame, when will we ever change
And what remains 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 thing, that's the game
I'll be if a thing changed, fuck the fame
I'll be hustling to make a mill-ion, knows
Ain't no love for us children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, to stop for gas
Beep my for a hoochie with a proper ass,
It ain't easy, my motto
Drinking Tanqueray straight out the
Everybody know if I'm insane
My baby mama 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 getting high
Watching the roll by
It ain't easy, right

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

I can't sleep plotting on to kill me while I'm dreaming
Wake up sweaty and screaming, I can hear them suckers scheming
Probably paranoid, problem is, them be fantasizing
A brother 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 nigga
Doing twenty to 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 a nigga, so they figure
Rather have you behind bars triggers
But I'm ya down 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 ain't

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

Lately been
Bout Schnapps in Junior High hit the block
Keep an eye on the while D-Boys slang rocks
the project kid without a conscience, I'm having dreams
Of hearing screams at my concerts, me all my peers
Through the years to stack a little green
I was only seventeen, when I serving fiends
And I wish was another way to stack a dollar
So my apoli', cause these times make me wanna holler
I live to see tomorrow, am I falling off?
I hit the weed and 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 cell at the county
Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail,
Do I do in these county
Getting battered and by the you know who
And these fakes get to shaking they face me
Snakes got enough nuts to replace me
Sitting in this, living hell, listening to niggas
Trying to em to tell, I'm getting mail
But ain't saying much, the same old nuts
Is making bucks while these is getting fucked
violated my probation, and it seems
I'll be on a long vacation, meanwhile
It easy
No it easy

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