Luyện nghe bài hát Many Men

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

Hey yo man, damn what's taking homie so long

50, down, here he come

the fuck!?

Son, pull up! up!

Many men, wish upon me
Blood in my eye dog and I see
I'm to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas to take my life away
I put a hole in for fucking with 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

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish death me
Lord I cry no more
look to the sky no more
Have on me

Now these pussy 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 king and I ain't been crowned
I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his
I walk the block with the
I've been knocked on the
the ox when I rumble
Show ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go 'head, your head
Turn your back on me, get and lose your legs
I walk around gun on waist, chip on my
Till I bust a in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over

Many men, many, many, many, men
death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no
look to the sky no more
Have on me
Have on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned
mercy 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
gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred
I'm Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched on me, let niggas ride on me
I we was cool, why you want me to die homie?

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

Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing
I know he me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling on me
Psych says some dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, 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 read the lines
In the bible it says, what around, comes around
Almost me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't breathing

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