Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

I help but notice your pain
(My pain?)
It deep, share it with me
They'll never take me
I'm gettin' high with my

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was so
But a victim of the 12 gage
My memories of a
Mind of sick thoughts

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

Will I to be 23
so much pain

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

and years of that rough life
Runnin' and wild as a kid
And growin' with a knife

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

Get in trouble in school, act a fool
And you I had to break every rule
Showin' off for the 'cause I had the mad rep
So I had to watch my 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 off with the pack and started sellin' coke
And now I'm tha one that's lovely
Pop the top and all tha bitches want ta rub me

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

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

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

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

Oh, oh

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

I got my cocked ready if they press me
Bust motherfuckers with a passion
Better duck I ain't lookin' when I'm blasting

I'm a nut and Hennessey
And gettin' high on tha lookout for my
Don't die, tell me why?
'Cause this stress is gettin'
A buck fist across my with my razor

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

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

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

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