Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why I Carry

Man all these niggas out here man
time I try to go somewhere I got plex form these
Sorry punk pussy no good
My nigga you done pushed the button
I ain't never ran hot
Now you the number one
I wanna the piss out
And not a threat bet that
I ain't gonna let that slide
get that bitch right
Want him by midnight
I him from the crib to the crack spot
I him go in and come back out
I got ready to pull the out
him by the theater of 610
Unloaded the pistol now dirt is now his dick's in
Shit I seen a get stripped
The discs seats and gone
And candy paint burnt to a
These niggas hated on
For the '84's they skatin' on
in the dark alley waited on
The fool out the gamblin' shack
Pistol to his back took 4 of crack
And a fat sack
That's why I pack my
That's why I 'cause where I stay
I got to my motherfuckin' gun every single day
Motherfuckers wanna start every way
That's why I carry my gun every single day
The is crowdin' all my space
'Bout to pop this mothefucker 'cause he in my place
He on my block
jackin' my boys
comin' on our side
Goin' down and talkin'
Now I occupy my time hustlin' and paid
He occupyin' his time to get the boys for they blades
em for they Chevy 'burban
They out of hoo doos
Comin' down swingin' jumpin' out of blues
Talkin' bout it up smooth
Baby boy it's some goin' on in P-A
over stanky bitches and who
sold the ya niggas
Stuntin' pullin' endin' up in the grave
When I I always pop that's why I'm livin' today
Girl ass niggas causin' plex between
And you bust on your boy
either one of ya'll niggas win
You end up killin' somebody that you really wanna kill
Over a pussy ass that's showin' hoe type of skills
Comin' from a small town of
Late us all murdered playa hated scandalous
Hoes and 'llac drivin' hurters
Acted bad 8
You can catch us on the
dice blowin' and sippin' on the bar straight
We got the red drink orange drink drink
Laughin' at mark hoes that say
They heard of drink
Half big gulp
Big red big cup
mixed up
Blowin' sweets and lightin' up
Now in my new world down I can see
talkin' shit tryin' to see
If what they got to me
But hoe wearin' of skills say a lot to me
You gon' fuck around and get yourself shot to be
Or not to be motherfuckers to see
We under pressure so they just impress
A nigga to see me
These try to stare me down like a scary clown
don't dare me here
We fuck your game up Larry Brown
And pounds of 'round like groceries
a presence that make you not
Wanna close to me
Talkin' 'bout we supposed to be
Don't me laugh motherfucker you chose to be
On the opposin' me
Don't what coast ya' be from
Bun and C will light your up explosively
Motherfuckers start shit every way
That's why I my motherfuckin' gun every single day