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 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 live
My on death row
to get the needle
Holla if you me, people
dope game is evil
A bloody river through the ghetto
That new born
In the
She dead for a week
While the dope momma
Gettin high on the
Gettin beat by
Still prayin for
Niggas playin for
Yellow tape and sheets
And is going by so slowy
I plead
My family my
of swallowing rocks
To avoid them cops on the
of judges, lawyers, and cell blocks
This ghetto got me about death
will it stop
Either you the clock
Or you open up

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

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

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

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

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

3]
Bill Clinton in the House
Fucking
Innocent gettin shot on my block
Casket
Hear the niggas in the cell
for freedom
Tryin to cop a cigarette for
Cause need them
JJ got shot
In a speed chase
in the back
Through the plate
My reality is
I verbalize before I be another casualty
beam on the glock
aim and pop
You see me for a split
And your and got
I try to these young kids
Go to
They wanna smoke weed, bang, and act a fool
They don't hear me

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