Luyện nghe bài hát Nervous - 1997

Nervous
Stress
Um
And I'm

I think I'm God
I I'm God
I'm God

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

And I'm out
Just

Stop steamin and hard
Stop, stop, stop steamin and hard

gone
Just
And I'm out now

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