Luyện nghe bài hát New Testament (Outro)

[Chorus -
If you my life
You would commit suicide
If you look into my eyes of my
You would straight suicide

Lord I my life
Just to bring my mama to life
Just to bring my father back to
Just to my potnas back to life
My hustled slangin' slabs at night
That got my addicted to crack and pipe
Raised in the motherfuckin' 6-5 with no gas, no lights
as fuck sleepin' on the floor with an appetite
Me and my sister awake to buckshots and flashin'
My father been in jail his life
Became a geurrilla family soulja
taught me how to slang blast it
me a bastard right
Family be the back stabbin'
My tried to have me blasted twice
niggas live the average life
Raised in the hills with the wife, turn gangsta when ya grab the mic
Nigga I only the facts of life
From bein' homeless to sleepin' on them at nights
To for my parents in the afterlife
I hear whispers, still shiver
remember bein' a filthy ass field nigga
Payless shoes, rocked clothes from nigga
Salvation Army to eat my next meal nigga
Where they slang to pay the bills
playin' doorbell ditch, I'm dodgin' bullets with them real killas
Drug with wild figgas, all the makin's of a foul nigga
Lived off food and medicare stickers
The first and fifthtenth was like like Thanksgivin and
Cause that's the only time we fitted with up in the kitchen
boys and girls listen
I got so homies in this world missin' for tryna twirl chickens
Where taught to pack berattas, stack cheddar
the Village was termed the Felix Mitchell, D and Black era
Real goodfellas, the whole was down for whatever
by three letters, crazy like Micheal Shellers
Fool I round since niggas was screamin' rollers
Comin' down
When Felix Mitchell shut the didown
I'm from the block were niggas get killed and
While the neighbors sit in the window and watch, don't the cops
I'm from the block were the twelve old is gotta play pops
To support my mama and sister, slang rocks
Aim glocks, dodge stray shots, from cops hoppin' fences
Relentless dreams of a mansion mobbin' Benzes
I used to visions until I copped my first sentence
For a eleven, three, fifty tossed me a I straight pimped it
An I lost several ramps, doin' at camp
Rollin' for stamps, Y-A commitment if I bamp
Got out with a plan, Garick my man
They whole time I was locked I wrote like Ice Cream Man
An that's a ringup I call Knumskull my
Lets call the group the Lunitoonz nigga make this scrilla
up with Chris Hicks and Dru Down my nigga
Dropped this album I'm still pounds and zippers
Then dropped the first underground album niggas
Like Teddy Bohana and Side them down niggas
Around the same my mama died so tragic
I'm in traffic with gats up under the mats, cracked wrapped in
Triple beam, b-12, and seran wrap, money wrapped
Second album goes gold they can't that
In 95 the my pops died
Start ballin' in 96 when Pac
Bought me a Lexus, start hawkeyes
Now my members tryna Suge Knight me
The whole sheisty but now them mothafuckas don't like me
I was broke it was all good
When I was smokin' and hav-a-tampa's to the it was all good
I been around the and back fuck this small hood
I'm ball and have it all playa we all should
I started off as fuck, nigga ain't no way to go but up
Now I'm in a Rover truck, smokin' dro, never up
Drinkin' X-O until I throw it up, nobody can like Yuk
Hooked up with nigga blow shit up
80 the first week nigga put them posters up
Tha first with platinum teeth on the west coast is Yuk
Niggas probaly get smoked for standin' close to Yuk
I'm blessed a son and daughter
It's like the of my mother and father comtinue the saga
My wife be a gift from heaven
I have been slit my wrist and jumped off a cliff
From stressin'
Life is like a big ass lesson we all go
you was close to all of a sudden want to smoke you
They all deceitful; I got up by a nigga I knew since pre-school
His mama and my mama to be cool
We from the street too
That's why I creep through
Niggas who rob you and try to you ain't yo peoples
who beat you with desert eagles ain't yo peoples
Niggas who jack you for them that ain't yo peoples
But ain't gonna be no cause next time I'm gonna show em somethin'
Make it out the hood, niggas act like you owe em
Niggas want you to throw em
I've been robbed, stuffed in a trunk
Dumped in a fuckin' alleyway head lookin' a pumpkin'
for fuckin' my own cousins
I ask the why I'm the worlds most hated
Like Pac they want a assassinated
Judges give me hundred G for fake ass cases
Bail out, can't be faded, platinum bracelets
Hair braided, jewelry Sammie Davis in Vegas
Smellin' like acres of sticky rolled in vega's
Havin' paper comes with a shit of haters
That's why my only friend is my lord and
Fuck haters