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 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 ever
And what remains from a gauge to the brain
Arguments my Boo is true
I spend mo' time my niggas 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 to make a mill-ion, lord knows
Ain't no love for us children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, time to for gas
Beep my horn for a hoochie a proper ass,
It ain't easy, that's my
Drinking Tanqueray out the bottle
Everybody know if I'm insane
My baby mama mind full of silly games
And all the drama got me stressing like I'm hopeless, I cope
Me and the homies smoking roaches, cause we
Late night hanging out til the sunrise getting
the cops roll by
It easy, that's right

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

I can't sleep niggas plotting on to kill me I'm dreaming
Wake up sweaty and screaming, cause I can them suckers scheming
Probably paranoid, problem is, them be fantasizing
A brother bite the bullet, open and I died
I wonder why the way it is, even now
Looking out for these kids, cause they wild
Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga
Doing twenty to life in San
Getting calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nice
Yo 'Pac, do something with ya life
And even thou you innocent you still a nigga, so they
have you behind bars than triggers
But I'm hold ya down and holla 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 ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free

been reminiscing
Bout Schnapps in Junior High hit the block
Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys rocks
It's the project kid without a conscience, I'm having
Of hearing screams at my concerts, me all my childhood
Through the years trying to a little green
I was seventeen, when I started serving fiends
And I wish there was another way to stack a
So my apoli', cause these hard times make me holler
Will I live to see tomorrow, am I falling
I hit the and then proceed to say fuck 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
This high powered cell at the jail
Punk judge got a grudge, post no bail, what
Do I do in county blues
battered and bruised by the you know who
And these get to shaking when they face me
Snakes got enough nuts to replace 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 ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay
It easy, being me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free