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 taking so long son?

50, down, here he come

the fuck!?

Son, pull up! up!

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

men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death me
I don't cry no more
Don't 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, that ain't been
I'm the underground and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special every time
I'm the greatest, like Ali in his prime
I the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the
Swing the ox when I
Show ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go 'head, your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your
I walk around gun on waist, on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in face, pussy, this beef ain't over

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish death me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no
Have on me
Have mercy on my
Somewhere my heart cold
Have mercy on men
Many, many, many, men
Wish 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, twisting trees and
For the niggas on lock, life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see clear
Quick these crackers will my black ass a hundred years
I'm like in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you me to die homie?

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