Luyện nghe bài hát Shed a Tear

f/ Sen Dog

1]
I see them punk putos they coolin' by the
Sellin' crystal to their women fine freaks flaca
Your lady say she love you but you inside
I heard you slipped they caught you rollin' with dope in your ride
Your lady said she'll love don't come cheap
She'd see in the pinta than six feet deep
But she see that in the pinta you're a soldier
They take ya break ya make ya and ya
Turn you somethin' way loco hard
Surviving scraps and jacks earning your stripes on the
night thinking about the good ol days

Look at the picture of your ruca on the and pray say
Por favor perdon a pecado won't you come into and save me y que I'm feelin' hollow

So into your saviors eyes and see tears
Shed for you loco and all these

I shed a for the vato locked down and then

I a tear for his girl waitin' to see him again
It's so hard mi but I still try
hard to make a difference before I die

2]
Freakas of the funk yo it's the funk

The dog's out the and he's loud in your speakas
Stompin' with my compas or should I say my up
Crusing in the Impala countin' feria that we up
pick the slack up I be the first to act up
Deal all these puntos but first I fuck the track up
Do what I got to do in the quest for the
I don't give a if it puts me in danger

with the anger that everyone has
Sometimes it makes me feel like a

I put it on and you know I won't lie
be down with the Habits even after I die

I shed a tear for you vatos in these last
I shed a for you vatos won't you change your ways
It's so hard mi vida but I try
Workin' hard to make a difference I die

3]
There must be 50 ways to break it down
There be 50 ways to let you know

But now they come like what's up muthafuckas it's to move back
clack goes the cuete snap goes the neck
From your canton up to my canton
It that everybody wanna be el mas chingon
We move alone or in packas ferria in stockas

We got no love for ratas chest flesh full of placas
And would you strike me will I feel the wrath
To my own another's life is lost in the aftermath
No indecisions mind state makin' with precision

See the good bad and confirm that I'm livin'
Between and Hell this be the gloomy old West

Where many souls get lost and many lie to rest

I shed a for the vatos in street that's dyin'
I shed a tear for the mamas that's at home
so hard mi vida but I still try
Workin' hard to make a before I die