Luyện nghe bài hát See No Evil

I read the XXL
the .45 to church, think I'm destined for hell, oh well
Blood off the face of my Jesus Piece
It's bloodshed, feel the cracks in my streets
I'm from the crack of them city
Used to sell crack in city streets, born in Blood nigga
In a coma five days, life of a thug
ain't show, grandma almost pulled the plugged the nigga
Used to the gun out, just because of 'cause niggas
Five shots to the head I'm a Blood nigga
Nothin' brewing but where the fuck I'm from
You lucky if you make it out of Compton, ask Young
Smell the scent of dead bodies ridin' down Leaf
No so don't get caught up with no piece
Fuck Fatburger, we that real beef
Momma's mourning they sons, I'm talking grief
Real funerals of them lost
Trying to be generals, be 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, wrap him up in he lay in
Fold a nigga arms, now a caskets what he in
Compton raised me
tell my grandma nothing bout her baby, you crazy

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

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

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

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

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