Luyện nghe bài hát The Lord is Testin' Me

I the lord is testin' me
Whatzup y'all, world, this c-murder
I'm bout to put you in the of a crazy
Fucked up in the head muthafucka (this sick)
You know I'm sayin?
One of the you see in the
everyday, for doin' all types of crazy shit

Chorus: p

Sometimes, I think the lord is me
But I'm a tru
I can't let none of these
And get the best of me
(repeat 4x)

Muthafuckas just don't understand the that I be goin' through
I kill myself, but I know, I gots to stay tru
Be gettin' my hustle on, and stack my fuckin' dividends
if I ain't got no money and I'm broke, fuck friends
I feel like, I'm paralyzed my own baby, won't hug me
My momma, won't let me in the 'cause she talkin' bout
She of me
The only reason I drugs is survive
The only I kill, is to stay alive
I'm constantly watchin' my back playa haters act like hoes
But they don't wanna fuck with me 'cause I bustas into john does
I'm not a model so keep your kids up out my face
Talkin' bout, I'm sellin' drugs ain't nothin
But killin', my own
Police can't catch me, betta me, ain't gon' let 'em arrest me
They don't, understand I draw my faster than jesse
I've know to have a temper, and I click quick, like this
I was crazy, but now I'm strapped and I'm sick
187 killin' a hobby
Thank god, this be the charge, six counts armed
Back in the free same shit, (ain't gon' change)
Call v, say he got weed, but fuck, I need man
Damn, shoud I get ski mask g?
Should I rob him, try to get a
Damn, the testin' me

x2

I visualizin' jail cells, and closed caskets
Put a credit to the he blastin
Fill my laughin', chewin tobaco
I'm a gangsta livin' day to day, tryna survive
Try to stay high to why my homies out there die
Now why you keep on testin' me, sendin' these to arrest me
Put me in bad situations, but I won't let life, get the of me
I was born in a situation, but I'm not a born killa
But seen some shit in my time, that escaped a grown nigga
Wonder if, it's a test, see how much I hold up on my shoulder
T-r-u 'cross my stomach, on my back, a soldier
It just don't seem right, it don't seem right
The shit a go through, makin' me wanna scream like mike
It stresses me, only after this
I wants to know, if it's a in if I kill a nigga, over
Most of my don't like me
And a lot of 'em stand me
But I wonder if a sin if I kill and rob to feed my fuckin' family
It's suvival of the fittest, you be my
I don't a fuck about the money
I can't take none of that shit with me
If it's a test, then let me
But if it's my time to go then let me go.

x2

p]

My record went gold, my family started trippin
I could look into the eyes of a nigga that wants to catch me
hollered "don't go out like tupac!"
That be the same nigga tryin' to me up, with buckshots
The game get dirty why I'm blastin'
Its plenty out there wanna see the p, in a casket
That's why they rumors, lies, I died
don't wanna see another nigga get a piece, fo the fuckin' pie
My friends 'cause I got ends
Niggas don't wanna see a black nigga rolin', in a fuckin'
My old say I'm stuck up
I got to sleep with one eye open, this world is fucked up
Got me poppin'
Ask bo but he don't know p know about the ghetto
You ain't got no dollars, you got no
If I go to how many y'all niggas gon' visit me in the pen
But if I die it be a niggas at my funeral
wanna see me knocked out like tyson, did bruno
If I wear red or a blue, I'm a gang banga
If I gangsta rhymes, huh, then I'm a dope slanga
nigga I used to know that didn't make it
Think I owe 'em
Every nigga I in the ghetto, huh
Ask me to front 'em
My own company, niggas, want me to them up
don't think I could work for this shit
And how it take to come up
They too busy, tesses (tests)
Got me strapped with wearin' bullet proof vesses (vests)
Every hoe I fuck, hope the pop
The media rumors I smoke too much weed,
I guess they see me smokin' rocks.
Heh, I the lord is testin' me
Either this a bad dream or my fuckin' messin' with me