Luyện nghe bài hát Many Men

Man we gotta go get to eat man
I'm as a motherfucker

Hey yo man, what's taking homie so long son?

50, calm down, here he

the fuck!?

Son, up! pull up!

men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dog and I see
I'm trying to be what I'm to be
And niggas trying to take my life
I put a hole in nigga for fucking me
My back on the wall, now you see
Better watch how you talk, you talk about me
'Cause come and take your life away

Many men, many, many, many, men
death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no
Don't to the sky no more
Have on me

Now these pussy niggas putting money on my
Go on and get refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I been crowned
When I rhyme, something happen every time
I'm the greatest, like Ali in his prime
I walk the with the bundles
been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I
Show ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go 'head, lose head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and your legs
I around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, beef ain't over

men, many, many, many, many men
Wish 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no
look to the sky no more
Have on me
Have mercy on my
Somewhere my turned cold
Have on many men
Many, many, many, men
death upon me

Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it for pain
Death gotta be easy, life is hard
leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, trees and cigars
For the niggas on lock, doing life bars
I see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die

men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death me
Lord I cry no more
look to the sky no more
Have on me
mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart cold
Have on many men
Many, many, many, men
Wish death me

Every I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas pulling techs on me
Psych says bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got
I got a kite from the that told me, Tuck got knocked
I gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You read between the lines
In the it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't breathing

men, many, many, many, many men
Wish 'pon me
Lord I cry no more
Don't look to the sky no
Have on me
Have on my soul
my heart turned cold
Have on many men
Many, many, many, men
Wish upon me