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 spot the shit is comin' cheap

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

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

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

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

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

in the kitchen cookin' rice
Daddy's in the pen doin'
Sister gotta husband, a wife
And I'm in the backyard hittin' the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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