Luyện nghe bài hát Streiht Up Menace

Wake punk ass up for the 93 shot
MC Eiht's in the house.. gyeah
And it ain't nothin but a compton thang
And we ain't nuttin but on the run
And goes out to my niggaz.. gyeah
A up childhood, is why the way I am
It's got me in the state I don't give a damn, hmm
Somebody help me, but nah they hear me though
I guess I'll be victim of the ghetto
Ain't no escapin, cause I'm way too
Pops is dealin, and on top of that got moms
Scheamin off the top, pops never
That he'd go down by the of another nigga
Now my pops is gone and ain't no good
Got to follow in the foot steps of the homies the hood
And where's the role
Niggaz brew in my fuckin baby bottle!
Damn, and through all the motherfuckin
done drove my moms in-sane
So I guess I do work so I ain't finished
I up to be a streiht up menace, gyeah
Uhh, on y'all
up menace
Now I'm of age, and livin in the
paid off the clucks and the county checks
I'm Fil-ia fresh outta school, never did I wonder
That the motherfuckin hood would me under
Gyeah, I'm kickin it with the and they got the straps
Off to the corner store, owned by the fuckin
See a bitch in the lane so I comes with the mack
Astro Bam pulls a motherfuckin from the back
Now he's got the strap to my head
See him play that shit cool, and be a fool!
He my nigga in the fuckin head
I caught one in the shoulder, if I run I was dead
Now I'm in the hospital bed
Thinkin about them punk and my eyes is bloodshot red
Gyeah motherfuckers, I ain't
Be on the look-out for the streiht up menace,
Uhh, whassup
Streiht up .. damn!
Really..
up menace .. damn!
I'm in too
I done killed a motherfucker and I just can't
One-Time's tryin to do a smooth,
And on top of
after me for fuckin one of they hood rats
I ain't got time for the bitch's story
Niggaz want me gotta to my territory
And no 'You Can Get the Fist'
Niggaz come, and they get on they own risk
What is it all
Should I leave or should I stay cause I wanna punk out
Oh should I do? The homies say
'The hood's where it's good, homeboy, I you knew'
So in the process to show the my best
No time to react, two in the chest
Now look down, I guess I'm finished
I go out a streiht up menace, gyeah
Uhh, on y'all
Streiht up .. damn!
And on and on
I guess we here
Peace to my on the run
And it nuttin but streiht up menaces, damn!
Just like I said before
It ain't but a compton thang
And MC in the house for the 93 shot
And this for the niggaz, gyeah