Luyện nghe bài hát Make Sure They Bleed

Spoken
(smoking & coughing)
God damn!
This goes out to you ass niggas speaking bad on the dead
This goes out to my nigga
I wanna say what's up to my nigga
Rest in playa
die...daily

1:
Live the lifestyle
Seeing niggas get
With my in the grave and the other in the gutter
Bred being a drug dealer, natural born thug
with mob figures, soldiers and real killas
Tellin' my homies when we hit the
me if I die by my enemies
Make sure they
Put their faces on the front
Blow a nigga in his dome, close with tha muthafuckin' 12 gauge
And 'em bossalini called the shots
Still lookin for them ass niggas that murdered my homie pac
up my nigga major pain
Cause they can't fuck with the that came from a niggas brain
You jealous muthafuckas still got me
I be smokin' on sacks with death knockin' at my back
I'm going crazy, seeing shit ain't real
Drunk and shootin' at niggas I done already killed

Trying to get to heaven cause I'm born to die
Hopin' the lord will see my when he asks me why
Trying to get to ghetto heaven I'm born to die
Hopin' the lord will see my reason when he me why
sure they bleed
Make they bleed
If I die by my enemies sure they bleed

2:
Should they speak on a soldier when he
Cause when he's livin' all the drama you spittin get your weed

Get your money while you on this earth
Born from birth
Black hearses the turf
Carrying dead to the church
Ashes to dirt, be restin' in playa pieces like tutinkam (spelling's
Wrong)
Ain't no cowards in the game nigga, vietnam
your killa partners with you but don't keep them too close
Cause niggas is magicians, turn your ass to a ghost
And have you watch body, lookin' at your corpse full of holes
Cause some niggas to be friends and foes
Who knows?
It's a fucked up world, niggas you while you sleeping
And I'm waitin' to catch 'em
Bitch ass niggas get to die with eyes open
The only drama is two guns smokin'

3:
Welcome back to the ghetto, still infected with thug disease
Felonies, 60 g's for 2
? ? ? we all
When it comes to the root of the evil we all
Thugs crying with made a cop ? ? ?
Lord, about the guard of the pen in the gun tower
Is he going to hell for killin' escapin'?
Or going cause his freedoms takin'?
Born sinning, niggas dying their nikes on
I'm fear to my enemies, keep them sleeping with their lights on
death on the streets, muthafuckas be dying daily
All the o.g. niggas game to thug babies
If them niggas catch you slipping than your ass is
your muthafucking head, ain't no vest for your dome