Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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

Cocked on these suckas, ta die
as a youngster
Causin' on tha back of the bus

I was a fool all through high
Kickin' up
But now, I'm labeled as a 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 vision's
if they tried to understand me
What I do?

I had to feed my family
else could I do but be a thug
Out with the homies
Fuck with them phonies in the club

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

He was so
But still a of the 12 gage
My memories of a
Mind full of sick

And I ain't back to court
So fuck what you
I'm Hennessey
from my enemies

Will I to be 23
so much pain

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Get disrespected if you front tha the
You heard,
Catch a couple shots tha glock in my hand
Damn, release realistic with my biscuit

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

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

Oh, oh

They got me mobbin' I'm
Loc'ed and ready to get my on
I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' on
I ain't to blast on these suckas
If they me trust

I got my glock cocked if they press me
Bust some motherfuckers with a
Better duck 'cause I ain't lookin' when I'm

I'm a nut and Hennessey
And gettin' high on tha for my enemies
wanna die, tell me why?
'Cause this stress is major
A buck fist across my face with my

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

Steady thuggin' in the streets and be ballin' loc
let 'em make you worry
Keep swingin' at these till you buried
I was born to raise hell, a nigga the gutta
a motha on drugs

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

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