Luyện nghe bài hát N Da Closet

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

It's and the rocks is all fat
Southern California L.A. is 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 cream well now I hit the
Face sucked in, yellow grin
No bitches, no friends, no to spend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But before I my respect
I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet,
Now I'm back to life, yeah I'm back to
no side effects or technicalities

There's one thing about it your life is fucked
At the bottom the way to go is up, aah
No cocaine bitches
I kick the door off the hinges, I'm out the closet

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

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