Luyện nghe bài hát New Testament (Outro)

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

Lord I sacrafice my
Just to bring my mama to life
Just to my father back to life
Just to bring my back to life
My father hustled slangin' slabs at
That got my mama addicted to and pipe
in the motherfuckin' 6-5 Village with no gas, no lights
Hungry as fuck sleepin' on the floor with an
Me and my sister to buckshots and flashin' lights
My father in jail half his life
Became a black geurrilla soulja
taught me how to slang it right
Considered me a right
be the back stabbin' type
My cousin's tried to me blasted twice
Y'all niggas live the average
Raised in the hills the wife, then turn gangsta when ya grab the mic
Nigga I only the facts of life
From homeless to sleepin' on them mats at nights
To for my parents in the afterlife
I hear whispers, still shiver
Still remember bein' a ass field nigga
Payless shoes, rocked clothes Goodwill nigga
Salvation Army just to eat my next nigga
they slang to pay the bills nigga
Y'all playin' doorbell ditch, I'm dodgin' bullets with them killas
Drug dealers with figgas, all the makin's of a foul nigga
Lived off food and medicare stickers
The first and was like like Thanksgivin and Christmas
Cause that's the only we fitted with food up in the kitchen
boys and girls listen
I got so many homies in this world for tryna twirl chickens
they taught to pack berattas, stack cheddar
When the was termed the Felix Mitchell, D and Black era
Real goodfellas, the whole Ville was down for
Protected by three letters, crazy like Shellers
Fool I been round since was screamin' rollers
Comin' finham
When Felix Mitchell shut the block
I'm from the block were niggas get and shot
While the neighbors sit in the and watch, don't call the cops
I'm from the block were the twelve year old is gotta play
To support my mama and sister, gotta rocks
Aim glocks, dodge stray shots, runnin' from cops fences
Relentless dreams of havin' a mobbin' Benzes
I used to have visions until I my first sentence
For a eleven, three, fifty me a year I straight pimped it
An I lost several ramps, time at camp
Rollin' for stamps, Y-A commitment if I bamp
Got out a plan, call Garick my man
They whole time I was locked I wrote shit Ice Cream Man
An that's a I call Knumskull my nigga
Lets call the group the Lunitoonz nigga make this scrilla
up with Chris Hicks and Dru Down my nigga
Dropped album I'm still slangin' pounds and zippers
Then dropped the first underground album niggas
Like Bohana and Supa Side them down niggas
Around the same time my 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 stand that
In 95 the year my died
Start in 96 when Pac died
Bought me a Lexus, start hawkeyes
Now my members tryna Suge Knight me
The Ville 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 world and back fuck this hood
I'm tryna ball and 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, sobered up
Drinkin' X-O until I throw it up, nobody can flow Yuk
Hooked up with Rap-A-Lot nigga blow up
80 the first week nigga put them posters up
Tha first nigga with teeth on the west coast is Yuk
Niggas probaly get smoked for standin' close to Yuk
I'm blessed with a son and
It's the reincarnation of my mother and father comtinue the saga
My wife be like a from heaven
I would have been slit my wrist and jumped off a
stressin' maldepression
Life is a big ass lesson we all go through
you was close to all of a sudden want to smoke you
They all I got shot up by a nigga I knew since pre-school
His mama and my mama used to be
We from the same too
That's why I don't through
Niggas who rob you and try to you ain't yo peoples
Niggas who beat you with eagles ain't yo peoples
Niggas who you for them kilos that ain't yo peoples
But ain't gonna be no sequel cause next time I'm gonna em somethin'
Make it out the hood, niggas act you owe em somethin'
Niggas want you to em somethin'
I've been robbed, stuffed in a then
Dumped in a alleyway head lookin' like a pumpkin'
for with my own cousins
I ask the lord why I'm the worlds most
Like Pac want a nigga assassinated
Judges me hundred G bonds for fake ass cases
Bail out, can't be faded, rock platinum
braided, jewelry like Sammie Davis in Vegas
Smellin' like acres of sticky shit in vega's
Havin' comes with a shit load of haters
That's why my only friend is my and savior
them haters