Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I ain't goin' to court
So fuck you thought
I'm drinkin'
Runnin' my enemies

Will I to be 23
There's so pain

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

Years and of that rough life
Runnin' and wild as a kid
And growin' tough a knife

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

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

(For my of grimiest)
love for me, pop, pop, pop
And send a 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 lookin'
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, they me tha mack, yo
check it

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

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

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

Oh, oh

got me mobbin' like I'm
Loc'ed and to get my slug on
I load my clip and my motherfuckin' gloves on
I scared to blast on these suckas
If they test me

I got my cocked ready if they press me
Bust 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
wanna die, tell me why?
'Cause stress is gettin' major
A fist across my face with my razor

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

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

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

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