Luyện nghe bài hát Redrum

Must be the chronic that got these nigga thinkin bionic
They better get the of that gin and tonic
the blues, I shatter and batter crews
Can't lose, don't snooze on the 30
Who's on my my hip when I my residence
Get me fed I lead and leave u dead like presidents
Shit is silly, bust the
I'm runnin the cops and still gotta watch for my own people
Stress leads me down the of redrum
Smart enough get some mad enough take
Want some, some, fuck around and bleed some
Don't get dumb, I'll beat that ass a drum
Hostility is buildin on a basis
Sick of all the nonsense the mean faces, I ain't scared
Of you
My glock erases wrinkles expressions of pain
Can't think a bullet in your f'n brain
I hop and jump bail
I ain't goin again
I'm in the alley hidin in a garbage
Peep the style of the child
Livin wild, poppin like noon now
Ooh child, ain't gettin no easier
My hair is gettin peazier, I'm lovin it worry
Be nappy on the regular, live and prosper
Get yours, love mom, safe sex, etc...
The streets are filled with temptaion and sin
The last thing we need is saint
on the rise, everybody think they uzi weighs a tonne
Shit's gettin hectic, too redrum

(x3)

Everybody wan heaven, not wan dead

99 bottles of beer on the wall all u need is 2
To them all
And start illin, think about killin a villain on way to hell, where sa-tan dwell
tell who's good or bad
Who's got love, or who's
Who's sceamin, the angel
Who's the demon, who's the nigga
Mass confusion illusions, brothers cruisin
With the shotty, la de da de, they came to
to lick shots like lollipops
On blocks it's hot, can get shot even cops
When it rains it pours, bullets have no
It puts a strain on my brain, as I try to
It's drivin me crazy but I can walk here
I feel to insane, I gots no fear
My mental is like eggs
It fucks me up, everytime I see a black man when he
Washin windows, tap dancin, prancin,
of the time people give his ass nuttin!
A quarter here, a quarter there, now u know why we
homeless, to me is unheard of
I'll do I gotta do
And if I get then I got 3 hots and cot true
But jail cells are full with niggas, day
Mayday, gotta be a better way
To make it is easy, to keep it is the shit
U some lessons to move on up like the jefferson's
Some aim to get respect, where rolex'
Drive a phat lex the projects
Flexin and plexin until they catch a slug
is bugged on the streets, too much redrum

(x6)

wan heaven... heaven....