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 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 from a gauge to the brain
Arguments my Boo is true
I spend mo' time with my niggas 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 to make a mill-ion, lord knows
Ain't no for us ghetto children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, time to for gas
my horn for a hoochie with 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 got me stressing like I'm hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the homies smoking roaches, cause we
Late night hanging out til the getting high
Watching the roll by
It ain't easy, that's

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

I can't sleep niggas plotting on to kill me while I'm
Wake up sweaty and screaming, cause I can hear them suckers
Probably paranoid, is, them punks be fantasizing
A bite the bullet, open fire and I died
I wonder why the way it is, even now
out for these killer kids, cause they wild
Bill Clinton can you recognize a representing
Doing twenty to in San Quentin
Getting calls from my Mike Tyson, ain't nothing nice
Yo 'Pac, do something righteous with ya
And thou you innocent you still a nigga, so they figure
Rather have you bars than triggers
But I'm hold ya and holla 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 easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay

Lately been
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 trying to stack a little green
I was only seventeen, I started serving fiends
And I wish there was another way to a dollar
So my apoli', these hard times make me wanna holler
Will I to see tomorrow, am I falling off?
I hit the weed and then to say fuck all of y'all
Ain't down with me I'm thugging, I can't go home
'Cause muh-fuckers I'm bugging, so now I'm in
This high cell at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge, post no bail, what
Do I do in county 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 yell
Trying to torture em to tell, I'm mail
But ain't nobody saying much, the old nuts
Is making bucks while these sluts is getting
They my probation, and it seems
be going on a long vacation, meanwhile
It easy
No it ain't

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