Luyện nghe bài hát See No Evil

I read the XXL
Tote the .45 to church, think I'm for hell, oh well
Blood tears off the of my Jesus Piece
It's bloodshed, feel the cracks in my streets
I'm from the crack of them streets
Used to sell crack in them streets, born in Blood nigga
In a coma five days, life of a nigga
ain't show, grandma almost pulled the plugged the nigga
Used to pull the gun out, just of 'cause niggas
Five shots to the head 'cause I'm a nigga
Nothin' brewing but where the fuck I'm from
You if you make it out of Compton, ask Andre Young
Smell the scent of dead ridin' down Green Leaf
No so don't get caught up with no piece
Fuck Fatburger, we cooking that beef
Momma's mourning they sons, I'm talking real
Real of them lost Juveniles
Trying to be generals, be missing your now, huh
Say it's a blessing when you die in ya
'Cause the coroner don't need no sheets,
I'm sayin', stop playing, him up in what he lay in
a nigga arms, now a caskets what he pray in
Compton streets me
Can't tell my grandma bout her baby, you crazy

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, see you again
And when they ask you questions, you answer
What then?
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
Trace your steps when I do step in a fire of bones
And I require my heart's desire and I reap what I sew
I bought my a Benz, my boobie a jag
A cut for my dogs with a roof of glass
But still I be feeling like of my light never casts
Out of that black cloud that's been watered down since my first blast
But fuck that, I'm not worried, even discouraged
Skirt off them hurt off I should have hurt them in a hurry
Dirt off all my fingers, dirt all of 'em gon' is gone
Shirt off when precesure, resuscitation came
I need you to quiet as a mouse
is ironic 'cause rats is what I'm talking about
I'm hearin' the of gun fire
The whispers, the silent cries though I know it's an eye for an eye

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 answer
happened then?
What happened

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

You want to go to Compton? Nigga I'll take you
Hub City bodies get burnt butt-naked
Respect the code, a nigga's calling the pen
Colombian neck-ties on the outside from
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 five year olds see your ghost when you die, no lie
Karma catches up to all you honchos
2 shots in that head, Griselda Blanco
Shit get real though inside the though
living that fast life and get killed slow
Ask and Draws if a nigga run the streets
My prayers saved you niggas I never wanted peace"
Los Angeles, I'm the motherfucking king
No first 48 'cause motherfuckers don't here

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