Luyện nghe bài hát Stress

Hey
This is our last 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
Waiting to get the
Holla if you hear me,
This dope game is
A bloody river runnin the ghetto
new born baby
In the
She been for a week
While the fiend momma
Gettin on the street
Gettin beat by
Still for peace
playin for keeps
Yellow tape and white
And is going by so slowy
I plead
My family my
Sick of swallowing
To them cops on the block
Sick of judges, lawyers, and blocks
This ghetto got me about death
When will it
Either you the clock
Or you open up

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

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

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

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

2]
Gettin by the hands of a buster
respect
Last night my little homie cought a in the neck
in his eyes
He kinda looked surprised in his breath
But life goes on for
up they set
In
In the ghetto this shit ain't stoppin
Niggas run in crib
And make references to why momma
Washin
with 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 killed himself and his lady
In of his baby girl
Feds, a nigga
Tryin to the bus
But niggas strapped
And gats, we (C'mon)

3]
Bill Clinton in the White
hoes
Innocent kids shot on my block
closed
Hear the niggas in the blocks
for freedom
Tryin to cop a cigarette for
they need them
Remember JJ got
In a speed chase
in the back
Through the plate
My is fatality
I verbalize pain before I be another
Infared beam on the
aim and pop
You see me for a split
And dead and got
I try to tell these young
Go to
They wanna smoke weed, bang, and act a fool
don't hear me though

man
It's sad you
We ain't got no shot
Can't football
We ain't got no for college
But I see niggas on the block
Rolling with their fancy
gold
Fancy
Nigga, I'ma get it how I
You
I'ma y'all niggas some advice
Don't get nigga
Get what you for
To many niggas
Trying to prove something to another
Be to yourself
True to you know nigga
Stay to the gizzame