Luyện nghe bài hát The Stress Factor - Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina)

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Don't me cause i'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my
Sometimes I sit
And deep into my soul
And i'm starrin down at
That's out a control
Tolerence at
Emotions dead and
If was a pebble
man consider me
low I rest to go
I got's to get
Motherfuck these
And Impose I got to get my
The streets say nice
They crooked the idus
And dippin seein
who can get the
Now check out
without a
And to come fresher
And about cab
And protect ass
Don't under pressure
My like a whip
Or an aligator
going up and down like a
Like a fucking
I want it know
Don't me no delay's
My got me trippin
Listen from my ike way's
Man life is real
No to be an actor
And play no man
let me
It's the stress factor
I want to old
have a kid and a place to
A down ass
And when I die i'll in peece
But man that's all a
This got me trippin
It got me feelin
But I remember what I did last week
Now look at my
This shit fake
The pain to turn to
Every that know me
Don't cop down to that
My woke me up
One day said "boy you grown"
Your has 3 jobs
momma is gettin known
So I took it as a
When ohh my free
full of hatred
got me fuckers time is you see
monkeys on my back
And I get him off
So I do
Mom it's for you
No matter the cost
I put on my life
Everything I see is
Money is
But I care
Stop that niggaz
comin on a big wheel
I'm comin on a
Man take hate
too late
It's called th factor
think that i'm the man
Some think my shit stink
But yes it do
I thought you
I'm not a coward nor a
One of my heart got love
The other side is
Boy that is steamin love
Right in it's fuckin
ask me how i'm livin
I them day by day
With a donja
lovely voice
A mr. gay
And I got to get
That just might do some
But every i get away
I miss the hood
My homie his job
He know how to react
So I do thangs to him out
Like to a crac
That shit's rated
Complicated
But you never know
From that cat
How the painted
Motherfuckers
And think I don't them
And wonder why i'm high
And never go them
But love to all my
from workin to mid
Cause matter what you
it's called the stress factor