Luyện nghe bài hát Many Men

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

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

50, calm down, here he

the fuck!?

Son, up! pull up!

Many men, wish death me
in my eye dog and I can't see
I'm trying to be I'm destined to be
And niggas to take my life away
I put a hole in nigga for fucking me
My back on the wall, now you see
Better how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause come and take your life away

men, many, many, many, many men
Wish 'pon me
Lord I cry no more
Don't to the sky no more
mercy on me

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

Many men, many, many, many, men
death 'pon me
Lord I cry no more
look to the sky no more
Have on me
Have mercy on my
Somewhere my turned cold
Have mercy on men
Many, many, many, men
Wish upon me

Sunny wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally
This if for my on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see clear
Quick these will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can 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 me to die homie?

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

Every I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas pulling techs on me
Psych says bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got
I gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't between the lines
In the bible it says, goes around, comes around
Almost me, three weeks later he got shot 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

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish death me
Lord I don't cry no
Don't look to the sky no
mercy on me
Have on my soul
Somewhere my heart cold
mercy on many men
Many, many, many, men
Wish death me