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 bitch to get the fuck on, I don't her
My mind on my money cause it's up short
I just left on child support
A witness to a but I will not tell
most of my niggas in the county jail
Amphetamines me fiend to stack cream
Niggas on my be gone off scalene
My hair fallin' out, it's turnin' gray I'm stressed
The police want me dead and a warrant for my
I can't do nothin' the IRS
Know my numba and my home address
This nigga wanna murda me, the say they hate me
My heart been like it bust on me lately
I'm in this muthafucka mind on loid
The situations in life, I can't avoid
Niggas out the me
Cause they heard of me
America's most playa hated and rated
Simply stated, niggas hate it, wanna test
Homie been accused of playa so confess
Oh my, know why, niggas hate me so much
It's cause I be touched
I'm diabolical
Man I murda ya
is the narcotic
Reel Life

And I'm out
Just

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

Just
gone
And I'm out now

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