Luyện nghe bài hát N Da Closet

5:30 in the morning and I been to sleep
A of raggedly ass Pro Wings on my feet
Ten dollars in my pocket and now I'm on the
To the double up spot 'cos the shit is cheap

It's 1984 and the 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 that I'm on the hype
Use to be in well now I hit the pipe
Face 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 habit like a rabbit and I stop it
But I 'cos I'm locked n da closet

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

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

Mama's in the cookin' rice
Daddy's in the pen doin'
Sister gotta husband, she's a
And I'm in the hittin' the pipe

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

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

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 door and let 'em it
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah,

One year done and now I'm lookin' dusty
Disgusted because my own don't trust me
My sister's on the trip she knows I'm on the hit
And I can't take this

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

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

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

one thing about it when your life is fucked
At the bottom the 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 locked n da closet, somebody's goin' to
Do me a favor, open the door and let 'em it
And let 'em it

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
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah,