Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

(Verse)
Sittin in hell's den, watchin like a show on
him in cold blood like he was beaten with a slow arm
He ain't really deserved it but that's and that must go on
Prayin we get it right, somehow that we gon go wrong
It ain't no point of being real everybody jokin
Niggas hit the with cheese, man everybody's broken
Probably to away the pain from a deeper wound
Sick of singing so they moved into a deeper tune
15 for the striped, he fightin shit
He bout that firework, self-employed, how he this shit
if he get caught he gon be tied and hit
Plus he told DA — "fuck a statement", he ain't writin shit
Look nigga nuts, like elephant tighters
Devil got the key and I bet he waitin to ignite us
It's all the same, where I'm from tell em west up
But niggas they life for disrespect niggas so this luck

(Verse)
I say he to be the man now he begging for a gram
2$ ass nigga, can't a helping hand
Yea it used to be good, he had to for the jug
He turned his back on his and went and stayed on the hood
That statement he can't take back, that he made that
Sat down in trial and that recorder tape, they that
Eye now but I used to look up to him
I used to wanna be just like him, now I inspite him
ain't condoned even to my closest kin
I'm getting money now and I was getting money
She still poppin off, ain't nothing in the hood
Sin City money man, I'm foreigns through the hood
done changed, BG's now OG's
Used to be 25, damn 44 the key
out look at life, better know how to cook the white
Soft to the heart, niggas turning soft

(Verse)
My lil lost his twin and I know he hurt
Cast a cloud over the old west
wouldn't even let him out to go and pay his respect
Last I've seen a good nigga get put to rest
Tryna do my best to back the tears
Cus if you up in Oakland you livin in fear
Nigga we break the homicide record every
I don't know what you for but love don't live here
crack babies sellin crack around here
Them lil niggas is strapped so hear me and clear
Ain't but dope fiends, bums and ridarum
You ain't got a gun, better run when them niggas
to God I wake up every morning, get to see the sun
My is dyin, chasin money by the tons
I'm tryna smoke away the pain but I'm my lungs
My gone now so me to teach his son