Luyện nghe bài hát Stress

Hey
This is our time bonita
this, we out
I'm you
We die
An eye for an eye (In Italian)
A for a tooth (In Italian)
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a
All my
me

1]
I can't
So much stress to illegal
My uncle on row
Waiting to get the
if you hear me, people
This game is evil
A bloody river runnin through the
That new born
In the
She dead for a week
the dope fiend momma
Gettin on the street
beat by police
Still for peace
Niggas playin for
Yellow tape and white
And time is by so slowy
I plead
My family my
of swallowing rocks
To avoid them on the block
Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell
ghetto got me thinkin about death
When will it
Either you the clock
Or you up shop

Everyday I'm livin stress
So I smoke the cess (I wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my

Everyday I'm livin stress
So I smoke the cess (Please let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the of my chest

Everyday I'm livin with
So I smoke the cess (I don't die in the ghetto)
To the get the of my chest

Everyday I'm with stress
So I the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the of my chest

2]
Gettin murdered by the hands of a
respect
Last night my little homie cought a bullet in the
in his eyes
He looked surprised in his last breath
But goes on for niggas
up they set
In
In the ghetto this shit ain't stoppin
Niggas run in crib
And make to why your momma
fiends
Never a fly
Chasin a
And gettin AIDS a bitch
no way to die
And everyday I'm signs
Of the end of the
My nigga Bobby killed himself and his
In front of his baby
Feds, a nigga
to make the bus
But niggas stay
And gats, we (C'mon)

3]
Bill Clinton in the House
Fucking
Innocent kids shot on my block
Casket
Hear the niggas in the blocks
for freedom
Tryin to cop a for stress
Cause need them
Remember JJ got
In a high speed
Busted in the
Through the plate
My is fatality
I verbalize pain before I be casualty
Infared beam on the
aim and pop
You see me for a second
And dead and got
I try to tell these young
Go to
They wanna smoke weed, gang bang, and act a
They don't hear me

man
It's sad you
We ain't got no jump
Can't play
We got no money for college
But I see niggas on the block
Rolling with fancy cars
Fancy
hoes
Nigga, I'ma get it how I
You
I'ma y'all niggas some advice
Don't get nigga
Get you came for
To niggas dying
Trying to prove something to nigga
Be to yourself
True to what you nigga
true to the gizzame