Luyện nghe bài hát Starin' Through My Rear View

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

Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody
I wonder when the world caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole staring
I will never understand society, first they try
To murder me, then lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies weed, now the little baby's
Crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my
when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search heart 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 perfect blunt, and let me it for ya
One from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
Full of paranoid dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein nuttin but my comin true
I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)
I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin
While I'm starin at the world through my (see)
(They got me) starin at the world through my
Go on baby scream to God, he hear you
I can feel heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers
(They got me) starin at the world through my
Go on baby to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin cause it's time 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 then they gone, happened to em?
Well let's see, it seems to be a
But all I know I never let the get to me
down like the, truest
Thug Life until I check out bitch, I thought you knew this
Who is, gonna catch me I fall or even care to
While you thinkin I see you up in my rearview
you, is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through southpaws
But still we keep til our dreams come through
Starin at the world through my

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

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

Back in the days we hustled for and beepers
Nine-six for glocks cause hittin up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I
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, bleed like humans, towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's
Turn eighteen, burn my will I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or my dough
So you reminiscin all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your

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

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

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

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

Starin at the world through my
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 time fly, ya we'll be