Luyện nghe bài hát Nervous - 1997

Nervous
Stress
Um
And I'm

I just I'm God
I I'm God
I'm God

I'm out like a mu'fucka, hand on my heata
I my bitch to get the fuck on, I don't need her
My mind on my money cause comin' up short
I just left on child support
A witness to a murda but I not tell
most of my niggas in the county jail
Amphetamines make me fiend to stack
Niggas on my be gone off scalene
My hair fallin' out, it's turnin' gray cause I'm
The police want me dead and a for my arrest
I do nothin' plus the IRS
my telephone numba and my home address
This nigga wanna murda me, the bitches say they me
My heart been feelin it bust on me lately
I'm gone in this muthafucka mind on
The simple situations in life, I avoid
out the murda me
Cause never heard of me
America's playa hated and under rated
Simply stated, niggas it, they wanna test
Homie been accused of playa so confess
Oh my, know why, these hate me so much
It's I can't be touched
I'm sinister
Man I ya minister
When is the
Life Product

And I'm out
Just

Stop and lookin' hard
Stop, stop, steamin and lookin' hard

Just
gone
And I'm out now

Stop and lookin' hard
Stop, stop, steamin and lookin' hard