Luyện nghe bài hát See No Evil

I don't the XXL
Tote the .45 to church, think I'm for hell, oh well
Blood tears off the face of my Jesus
It's bloodshed, feel the cracks in my streets
I'm from the of them city streets
Used to sell crack in them streets, born in Blood nigga
In a coma days, life of a thug nigga
Momma ain't show, grandma almost pulled the the nigga
Used to pull the gun out, just of 'cause 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' Green 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 lost Juveniles
to be generals, be missing your dinner now, huh
Say it's a blessing when you die in ya
'Cause the don't need no sheets, capishe
I'm sayin', stop playing, him up in what he lay in
Fold a nigga arms, now a what he pray in
streets raised me
Can't my grandma nothing bout her baby, you crazy

I she see no evil
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 just
happened then?
What then?

I live this life at a pace anyone can go
Know your place and dedicate your role, to the faith that you'll die
Trace your steps when I do step in a fire of bones
And I require my heart's and when I reap what I sew
I bought my momma a Benz, my a jag
A cut for my dogs with a full of glass
But still I be like none of my light never casts
Out of that black cloud that's been watered down my first chopper blast
But that, I'm not worried, even when discouraged
Skirt off makin' them hurt off I should have hurt them in a
Dirt off all under my fingers, dirt all of 'em gon' is
Shirt off when precesure, resuscitation early
I you to keep quiet as a mouse
Which is ironic rats is what I'm talking about
I'm hearin' the of gun fire
The whispers, the silent cries even 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 promise not to
Say we on our way now, I'ma see you
And when they ask you questions, you answer
What then?
happened then?

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

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

I she see no evil
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 they ask you questions, you answer
happened then?
What then?