Luyện nghe bài hát SPM vs. Los

I was raised on and rice
and if you shot up my crib I be surprised
Mama used to 'cause I fed the mice
I'm the one sent home 'cause my head had lice
I'm the kid lost my sanity
I'm the kid that had the with no batteries
Mama sat me down for serious talks
On how to keep the rats out the box

I feel you homie nigga I that shit nigga I felt that shit
We never felt so rich were the good ass days bro
Sure we was broke but we was b-b guns havin' hella fun on natural
When you started to smoke that's when you
The hit the brain and the man thought he came
It was joint, joint, after joint, after joint
In one month your brain was destroyed
Now you got children and a wife
The kinda that you make nigga you set for life
Enjoy your self man you only once
Take family vacation and relax for a month

I'mma smoke 'till I croak nigga fuck bein' nigga
I need bedrooms and my boat nigga
Watchin' rats with seven new gats
The penitantary's the only place I can relax
I want some hoes in they heads pushin' me to the edge
The only thing miss is my beautiful kids
I'm sippin' pedron I handle shit on my own
I got a
for fuckin' inch of my home
It's in my blood to be a and not give a fuck
I do a drive-by in my grandmas
A G left me at the age of three
Now every South Side pagin' me

Chill homie cut dad some
Sure he our ass but that was way the fuck back
You all cot up blastin' on dub
We was only when our house got shot up
Mom was all bloody I saw that
It was just blast from the mirror alright kid
You blessed by God man you give up
And run around not givin' a fuck
of course they jealous and pullin' hoes shit
It's hard to be mess-kin that came up so quick
You made it easy but It's just an illusion
You did the impossible and over Houston
Now everybody thinks they can do you
Losin' and thousands on a half ass crew
Talkin' down on you but you got nothing to
Let 'em run they all the fuck they want to

Mutha fuck you nigga stop preachin'
I grab my mutha fuckin' glock and start my shit
No mercy for the bitch so save yo' speech bitch
You reach I'm too deep in these streets bitch
Don't piss me off I'll put this gat to yo'
you see these jealous bitches pray for us to be dead,
You soft now? You must wanna die too
all it is one bullet to kill me and you

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Damn dawg, you hear gun shot?
Soundin' like it from SPM's room! Lets go check it out!

All my fight da evil
Some sniff paint and shoot needle
Some take shots with salt and lemon get fucked up and beat they
All the children need to show them they can't be someone
Mad at me 'cause I up, I don't understand what y'all want

Say, Los, check out, man

What up,

Say, just smoke and joint, man and try to work this thing out

Well, we could smoke a joint, I dunno all that other shit