Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

I help but notice your pain
(My pain?)
It runs deep, it with me
They'll never me alive
I'm high with my four-five

on these suckas, time ta die
Even as a
Causin' ruckis on tha of the bus

I was a fool all high school
up dust
But now, I'm as a trouble maker
Who can you

Smokin' helped me take away the pain
So I'm
Rollin' down the swervin', don't worry

I'm about to up on the curb
'Cause my blurry
Maybe if tried to understand me
should I do?

I had to my fuckin' family
else could I do but be a thug
Out slangin' with the
Fuck hangin' them phonies in the club

Got my on danger
Never been a ta homicide
My cities of gang bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an age?

He was so
But still a victim of the 12
My memories of a
Mind full of thoughts

And I goin' back to court
So fuck you thought
I'm drinkin'
Runnin' from my

I live to be 23
There's so pain

Oh, of tha strain and tha pain
Oh, of tha strain and tha pain

Years and years of that life
crazed and wild as a kid
And tough with a knife

And livin' on the regular
out competitors
See them a move and take them down
Like a predator

Get in trouble in school, act a fool
And you know I had to break every
Showin' off for the bitches I had the mad rep
So I had to watch my when it was time to step

(For my of grimiest)
love for me, pop, pop, pop
And send a chuckle up for me
And yo come and [unverified] but I didn't cry

and head off with the pack and started sellin' coke
And now I'm tha one lookin' lovely
Pop the drop top and all tha bitches ta rub me

Kick 'em, the game, it's all the
I it back, yo, give 'em slack, yo
And now, they me tha mack, yo
People it

Get if you front tha the Birdman
You heard,
Catch a couple shots from tha glock in my
Damn, some realistic with my biscuit

You know, you get your ass twisted so run for
Me and my man got a plan kickin' dust
So if on, nigga, look for the gage to bust
A lot of pressure with the street

It's a deep game and my mama always
Yo, there's so much

Oh, oh

They got me mobbin' I'm
Loc'ed and to get my slug on
I load my clip and my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to on these suckas
If test me trust

I got my glock cocked ready if press me
some motherfuckers with a passion
Better duck 'cause I ain't when I'm blasting

I'm a nut and Hennessey
And gettin' on tha lookout for my enemies
Don't wanna die, me why?
'Cause stress is gettin' major
A buck fist my face with my razor

What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and
Keep my brain on tha game and head strong
These sorry bastards to kill me in my sleep
But will they? Can I see and everyday it a struggle

Steady in the streets and I'll be ballin' loc
Don't let 'em make you
Keep swingin' at these suckas till you
I was to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta
With a motha on

I'm kickin' up, ready ta bust
I'm on the scene muggin' mean
Until they me, I'll be livin' this life
I you feel me there's so much pain

Oh, tired of tha and tha pain
Oh, tired of tha strain and tha
Oh, of tha strain and tha pain
Oh, of tha strain and tha pain, oh