Luyện nghe bài hát Starin' Through My Rear View

Staring at the through my rearview
Just looking at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?

Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun
Niggaz is cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring last
Two kids while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first try
To murder me, they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little
Crazed off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
Flee they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your for a plan
And we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the corners
Roll a blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
Full of drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein nuttin but my comin true
While I'm starin at the through my rearview (see)
I'm seein nuttin but my comin true
While I'm at the world through my rearview (see)
(They got me) starin at the through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't you
I can feel your heart fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin fly, and all my motherfuckers
(They got me) starin at the world through my
Go on baby scream to God, he hear you
I can feel your beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my

Now you see him, now you don't, niggaz
Be here for the moment, and they gone, what happened to em?
let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I I never let the money get to me
Stay down the, truest
Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I thought you this
Who is, gonna catch me I fall or even care to
While you I see you lost up in my rearview
Half you, is with them Outlawz
Outcast, far, I'm through like southpaws
But we keep mashin til our dreams come through
Starin at the world through my

Now I was raised as a black male
In order to get paid, forced to crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked
In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you me?
to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of checkin
Turn to and Wesson war weapons
Heavenly I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
Cause the gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run at my bitches

Now I know the answers to the question, do come true
starin at the world through my rearview (I say)
Now I the answers to the question, do dreams come true
starin at the world through my rearview (I say)
(They got me) starin at the world my rearview
Go on scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's to die
Gettin high, watchin fly -
And all my can die
(They got me) starin at the world my rearview
Go on scream to God, he can't hear you
I can your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
high, watchin time fly -
And all my can die

Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and
Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up with street sweepers
Bless myself knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned
In school, on Million Man March shit for the piece/peace
True that, one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a
We all die, breed bleed like humans, run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants, deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will I go
Burnt my body my shotty, or chosin my dough
So you reminiscin all nights out with the crew
a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview

Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we by starin through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down
The world, the world is us
Once a get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the is
Then the world ain't no trick no
The world is a to be played
So now we at the world, from like, behind us
Niggaz what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it
It's all about the papers, rule the world
make the world go round
Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch do what they can't

at the world through my rearview
Go on baby to God, he can't hear you
I can your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and be

Starin at the through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya we'll be

Starin at the through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't you
I can your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin fly, ya know/and we'll be

Starin at the through my rearview
Go on scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and be