Luyện nghe bài hát Suicidal Thoughts

Hello, aw, shit
the fuck time is it
Oh, goddamn, do you know what time it is
Aw, shit, what the fuck is on
You alright? Nigga the fuck is wrong with you

When I die, it I wanna go to hell
Cause I'm a piece of shit, it hard to fuckin' tell
It don't sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black
God'll prolly have me on some strict shit
No all day, no gettin' my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote and shoot dice
All my life I been as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her
after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my wished she got a fucking abortion
She don't love me like she did when I was younger
Suckin' on her just to stop my fuckin' hunger
I wonder if I died, would tears come to her
Forgive me for my disrespect, me for my lies
My baby mother's eight months, her little two
to blame for both of them, (naw nigga, not you)
I to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullshit
Throw the Magnum to my head, to pull shit
And squeeze, until the completely red
I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless buddah head
The stress is building up, I
I can't believe suicide's on my mind, I wanna leave
I swear to God I feel like death is calling me
Naw you wouldn't
Nigga, to me please
You see kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack
Except I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
Should I die on the train track, like in Beatstreet
at the funeral fronting like they miss me
My baby momma kissed me but she I'm gone
She knew me and her sister had somethin' on
I my peak, I can't speak
Call my Chic, tell him that my will is weak
I'm sick of lying, I'm sick of bitches hawkin'
Matter of fact, I'm sick of

Ayo Big, ayo Big