Luyện nghe bài hát Stress

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

1]
I rest
So stress to live illegal
My uncle on row
to get the needle
Holla if you me, people
dope 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 for keeps
tape and white sheets
And time is by so slowy
I plead
My my homies
of swallowing rocks
To avoid cops on the block
Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell
This ghetto got me thinkin death
will it stop
Either you punch the
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 with stress
So I the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my

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

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

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

3]
Bill Clinton in the House
Fucking
kids gettin shot on my block
Casket
the niggas in the cell blocks
Screaming for
to cop a cigarette for stress
Cause need them
JJ got shot
In a speed chase
Busted in the
Through the license
My is fatality
I pain before I be another casualty
Infared on the glock
aim and pop
You see me for a second
And dead and got
I try to these young kids
Go to
They smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool
don't hear me though

man
It's sad you
We ain't got no jump
Can't play
We ain't got no for college
But I see these on the block
with their fancy cars
Fancy
hoes
Nigga, get it how I live
You
I'ma y'all young niggas advice
get greedy nigga
Get you came for
To many dying
Trying to something to another nigga
Be to yourself
to what you know nigga
Stay true to the