Luyện nghe bài hát Starin' Through My Rear View

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

Multiple gunshots the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring night
Two kids shot while the block staring
I will never this society, first they try
To murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying
All my homies trying weed, now the baby's
Crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my
Flee they see me, believe me
Even gotta learn to take it easy, listen
the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin Bad to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me it for ya
One love from a thug rollin with a posse
Full of paranoid 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 starin at the through my rearview (see)
(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 cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin fly, and all my motherfuckers
(They got me) starin at the through my rearview
Go on scream to God, he can't hear you
I can your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, time fly, and all my motherfuckers

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

Now I was raised as a young black
In order to get paid, to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they me to these overpacked jails
In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you me?
Keys to ignition, use at your
Roll with a gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the from years of chin checkin
to Smith and Wesson war weapons
Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin
Cause the world's 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 dreams true
Still starin at the world my rearview (I say)
Now I the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still starin at the world through my (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) 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

in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with sweepers
Bless myself when rules to these streets, somethin I learned
In school, on some Million Man March for the piece/peace
True that, only one 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 with my shotty, or chosin my dough
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 through the rearview
So since you ain't what we mean let me break down understandin
The world, the is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the 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 what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it
It's all about the papers, money rule the
Bitches make the go round
Real niggaz do wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can't

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

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, ya know/and we'll be

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