Luyện nghe bài hát Stress

Hey
This is our last time
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 for a tooth
All my
me

1]
I rest
So much stress to illegal
My on death row
to get the needle
Holla if you hear me,
dope game is evil
A bloody river runnin through the
new born baby
In the
She been dead for a
the dope fiend momma
Gettin high on the
beat by police
Still for peace
playin for keeps
Yellow and white sheets
And time is going by so
I insanity
My family my
of swallowing rocks
To avoid cops on the block
Sick of judges, lawyers, and blocks
This ghetto got me thinkin death
When will it
Either you punch the
Or you open up

Everyday I'm livin stress
So I smoke the (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 of my chest

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

I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the (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 my little homie cought a bullet in the neck
Look in his
He looked surprised in his last breath
But goes on for niggas
Throwin up set
In
In the ghetto when this shit stoppin
Niggas run in your
And make references to why momma
Washin
Never a fly
Chasin a
And AIDS from a bitch
no way to die
And I'm seeing signs
Of the end of the
My Bobby killed himself and his lady
In front of his baby
Feds, a nigga
to make the bus
But niggas strapped
And gats, we (C'mon)

3]
Bill Clinton in the House
hoes
Innocent kids shot on my block
Casket
Hear the in the cell blocks
Screaming for
Tryin to cop a cigarette for
Cause they need
JJ got shot
In a high speed
Busted in the
Through the plate
My is fatality
I verbalize before I be another casualty
Infared on the glock
aim and pop
You see me for a split
And your and got
I try to tell these kids
Go to
They smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool
They don't me though

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