Luyện nghe bài hát See No Evil

I read the XXL
the .45 to church, think I'm destined for hell, oh well
Blood tears off the face of my Jesus
It's bloodshed, feel the in my city streets
I'm from the of them city streets
Used to sell crack in them city streets, born in Blood
In a coma days, life of a thug nigga
Momma show, grandma almost pulled the plugged the nigga
Used to pull the gun out, just because of niggas
Five to the head 'cause I'm a Blood nigga
Nothin' brewing but suwoo'ing the fuck I'm from
You if you make it out of Compton, ask Andre Young
Smell the scent of dead bodies ridin' down Leaf
No so don't get caught up with no piece
Fuck Fatburger, we cooking that real
Momma's mourning they sons, I'm talking grief
Real funerals of them lost
to be generals, be missing your dinner now, huh
Say a blessing when you die in ya sleep
'Cause the coroner need no sheets, capishe
I'm sayin', stop playing, him up in what he lay in
Fold a arms, now a caskets what he pray in
Compton streets me
tell my grandma nothing bout her baby, you crazy

I said she see no
She knock it at all
You want to see tomorrow, you promise not to
Say we on our way now, see you again
And when they ask you questions, you answer
happened then?
What then?

I live this life at a pace anyone can go
your place and dedicate your role, to the faith that you'll die alone
Trace your steps when I do step in a fire of bones
And I require my desire and when I reap what I sew
I my momma a Benz, my boobie a jag
A cut for my dogs a roof full of glass
But still I be feeling like none of my light casts
Out of black cloud that's been watered down since my first chopper blast
But fuck that, I'm not worried, even when
Skirt off makin' them hurt off I have hurt them in a hurry
off all under my fingers, dirt all of 'em gon' is gone
Shirt off when precesure, resuscitation came
I need you to keep quiet as a
Which is ironic 'cause rats is I'm talking about
I'm hearin' the sonics of gun
The whispers, the silent even though I know it's an eye for an eye

I said she see no
She knock it at all
You want to see tomorrow, you not to talk
Say we on our way now, I'ma see you
And they ask you questions, you just answer
What then?
What happened

I was born a soldier, or die for mine
Tattoo tears and a trying to get me life
can you hear me, 'cause I know that Hell can't
So Heaven can you heal, I'm just a man

You to go to Compton? Nigga I'll take you there
Hub City get burnt butt-naked here
Respect the code, a nigga's from the pen
Colombian on the outside from within
And then, your momma never see you
Casket to wake up plastered in MAC make-up, huh
Niggas can't hear you talking the sky
And only five olds see your ghost when you die, no lie
Karma up to all you head honchos
2 Dome shots in head, Griselda Blanco
Shit get real though the Foxhills though
Nigga living fast life and get killed slow
Ask Wack and Draws if a run the streets
My prayers saved you niggas I never wanted peace"
Los Angeles, I'm the motherfucking here
No first 48 'cause motherfuckers don't here

I said she see no
She gonna it at all
You want to see tomorrow, you promise not to
Say we on our way now, I'ma see you
And when ask you questions, you just answer
What then?
What happened