Luyện nghe bài hát Shed a Tear

f/ Sen Dog

1]
I see punk putos they coolin' by the lockers
Sellin' to their women fine freaks turned flaca
Your lady say she you but you locked inside
I heard you they caught you rollin' with some dope in your ride
Your lady said she'll wait love don't come
rather see in the pinta than six feet deep
But can't she see in the pinta you're a soldier
They take ya break ya ya and mold ya
Turn you somethin' way loco hard
Surviving scraps and jacks earning your stripes on the
Every night thinking about the good ol

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

So look into your eyes and see tears
for you loco and all these years

I shed a tear for the vato locked and then

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

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

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

Dealin' with the that everyone has
Sometimes it me feel like a psychopath

I put it on tape and you know I lie
I'll be down the Habits even after I die

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

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

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

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

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

Where many souls get lost and many more lie to

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