Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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

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

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

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

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

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

Got my on danger
been a stranger ta homicide
My full of gang bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an early

He was so
But still a of the 12 gage
My of a corpse
Mind of sick thoughts

And I ain't goin' back to
So what you thought
I'm Hennessey
Runnin' my enemies

Will I to be 23
so much pain

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

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

And livin' trifled on the
out competitors
See them a move and take them down
a fuckin' predator

Get in trouble in school, act a fool
And you I had to break every rule
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 a chuckle up above for me
And yo come and seek [unverified] but I cry

Broke and head off the pack and started sellin' coke
And now I'm tha one that's lovely
Pop the drop top and all tha want ta rub me

Kick 'em, the game, all the same
I it back, yo, give 'em slack, yo
And now, label me tha mack, yo
check it

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

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 gage to
A lot of pressure the street fame

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

Oh, oh

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

I got my glock cocked ready if press me
Bust some motherfuckers a passion
Better 'cause I ain't lookin' 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 this is gettin' major
A buck fist across my with my razor

What can I do but be a thug until I'm and gone?
my brain on tha game and stay head strong
These bastards want 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
let 'em make you worry
Keep at these suckas till you buried
I was born to raise hell, a from the gutta
a motha on drugs

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

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