Luyện nghe bài hát Starin' Through My Rear View

Staring at the world my rearview
Just looking back at the world, from another level

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

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

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

Now I was raised as a young black
In order to get paid, forced to make crack
Caught a nigga so send me to these overpacked jails
In the cell, countin days in this black Hell, do you feel me?
Keys to ignition, use at your
Roll with a twelve pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from of chin checkin
Turn to Smith and war weapons
Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
Cause the world's colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly
All you bustas best to run at my bitches

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

Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and
Nine-six for cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers
myself when 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, since a seed
We all die, breed like humans, towns run
By young guns, and truants, shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my
So while you reminiscin all nights out with the
a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview

Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin the rearview
So since you knowin what we mean let me break down understandin
The world, the is behind us
a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the of the game is
the world ain't no trick no more
The world is a to be played
So now we lookin at the world, like, behind us
Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our 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

Starin at the world through my
Go on baby scream to God, he hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya we'll be

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

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

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