Luyện nghe bài hát Many Men (Wish Death)

Man we go get something 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 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 away
I put a in nigga for fucking with me
My on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you about me
'Cause I'll and take your life away

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

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

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
my heart 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 wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for
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 niggas on lock, doing life behind
I see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these will give my black ass a hundred 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 we was cool, why you want me to die homie?

Every night I 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 pulling on me
Psych some 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 gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You read between the lines
In the bible it says, what around, comes around
Almost shot me, three later he got shot down
Now it's that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing