Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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

on these suckas, time ta die
Even as a
Causin' 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 away the
So I'm
Rollin' down the swervin', don't worry

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

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

Got my mind on
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 victim of the 12
My of a corpse
Mind of sick thoughts

And I goin' back to court
So fuck what you
I'm drinkin'
Runnin' my enemies

I live to be 23
There's so pain

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

Years and years of that life
Runnin' crazed and as a kid
And tough with a knife

And livin' on the regular
Bokin' out
See them a move and take them down
a fuckin' predator

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

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

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

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

You know, you get ass twisted 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 with the street

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

Oh, oh

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

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

I'm a nut and Hennessey
And gettin' high on tha for my enemies
Don't wanna die, tell me
'Cause stress is gettin' major
A fist across my face with my razor

What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and
Keep my brain on tha and stay head strong
These sorry bastards want to 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 the gutta
a motha on drugs

I'm dust up, ready ta bust
I'm on the steady muggin' mean
Until kill me, I'll be livin' this life
I know you feel me so much pain

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