Luyện nghe bài hát N Da Closet

5:30 in the and I haven't been to sleep
A of raggedly ass Pro Wings on my feet
Ten in my pocket and now I'm on the creep
To the double up 'cos the shit is comin' cheap

It's 1984 and the is all fat
Southern L.A. is where it's at
I'm smokin' like a motherfuckin' choo train
Big cocaine my brain aah

But nobody knows that I'm on the
Use to be in well now I hit the pipe
sucked in, yellow tooth grin
No bitches, no friends, no ends to

I'm stuck like a rat in a ass trap
And I sold but my motherfuckin' gat
I got a like a rabbit and I wanna stop it
But I can't 'cos I'm n da closet

Oh me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right my life
Listen

No rehabilitation, no wantin' to to
Doin' crimes on every fuckin' place I can to
I still get props in the when I stroll by
'Cos don't know that I'm smokin' like Popeye

Mama's in the kitchen rice
in the pen doin' life
Sister gotta husband, she's a
And I'm in the backyard the pipe

It's been three or four months since I usin'
It's a uphill and now I know I'm losin'
I go to the spots where my face familiar
And I cook jack 'cos I don't know these niggas

I'm like a peasant and it ain't pleasant
I think I to change my direction
I got the five dollar now I'm all in the carpet
In the 'cos I'm locked n da closet

Someone's at the door, somebody's ringin' a bell
locked n da closet, somebody's goin' to hell
Do me a favor, open the door and let 'em it
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah,

One year done and now I'm lookin' dusty
Disgusted because my own mama don't me
My on the trip 'cos she knows I'm on the hit
And I can't take shit

There's a rumor goin' round that I'm heavily
And my is lookin' at me crazy, G
I guess they figured out that I broke in house
And all they shit while they was out

My sister my aunt and my aunt told Pam
And Pam let it to that bitch Roxanne
Roxanne told Bill and told Duke
Now the hood knows that I play the flute

But before I lost my
I didda your dumb ass on a jet, shit
Now I'm to life, yeah I'm back to reality
Ain't no effects or technicalities

one thing about it when your life is fucked
At the the only way to go is up, aah
No cocaine bitches
I the door off the motherfuckin' hinges, I'm out the closet

Someone's at the door, somebody's ringin' a bell
Somebody's n da closet, somebody's goin' to hell
Do me a favor, the door and let 'em have it
And let 'em it

Someone's knockin' at the door, somebody's ringin' a
locked n da closet, somebody's goin' to hell
Do me a favor, open the door and let 'em it
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah,