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, he come

the fuck!?

Son, pull up! up!

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

men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death me
Lord I don't cry no
look to the sky no more
Have on me

Now these pussy niggas money on my head
Go on and get refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, ain't been found
I'm the underground and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every
I'm the greatest, something Ali in his prime
I walk the block the bundles
I've been knocked on the
the ox when I rumble
Show your ass my gun do
Got a nigga, go 'head, lose your head
Turn back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk 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
I don't cry no more
Don't to the sky no more
mercy on me
Have mercy on my
my heart turned cold
Have on many men
Many, many, many, men
Wish death me

Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting and cigars
For the niggas on lock, 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 years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can me the Don
Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you me to die homie?

men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death me
Lord I cry no more
Don't look to the sky no
Have on me
mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart 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 me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep 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 told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't between the lines
In the bible it says, goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three later he got shot down
Now clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking

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