Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

I couldn't help but your pain
(My pain?)
It deep, share it with me
They'll never take me
I'm gettin' with my four-five

Cocked on suckas, time ta die
Even as a
Causin' on tha back of the bus

I was a all through high school
Kickin' up
But now, I'm labeled as a maker
Who can you

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

I'm to crash up on the curb
'Cause my blurry
Maybe if they to understand me
What I do?

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

Got my on danger
Never been a stranger ta
My cities full of gang bangers and
Why do we die at an early

He was so
But a victim of the 12 gage
My of a corpse
Mind full of sick

And I ain't goin' back to
So fuck you thought
I'm Hennessey
Runnin' from my

I live to be 23
There's so pain

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

Years and years of that rough
crazed and wild as a kid
And growin' tough with a

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 every rule
Showin' off for the bitches I had the mad rep
So I had to watch my back when it was 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 that's lookin'
Pop the drop top and all tha want ta rub me

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

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

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

It's a deep and my mama always cryin'
Yo, there's so pain

Oh, oh

They got me like I'm
Loc'ed and ready to get my on
I my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to on these suckas
If they test me

I got my glock cocked if they press me
Bust some motherfuckers a passion
Better duck 'cause I lookin' when I'm blasting

I'm a nut and drinkin'
And gettin' on tha lookout for my enemies
Don't die, tell 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 stay strong
These sorry bastards to kill me in my sleep
But will they? Can I see and everyday it just a

Steady thuggin' in the streets and be ballin' loc
Don't let 'em make you
Keep swingin' at these suckas you buried
I was born to raise hell, a nigga the gutta
a motha on drugs

I'm dust up, ready ta bust
I'm on the scene steady mean
Until they kill me, I'll be livin' life
I know you feel me there's so pain

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