Luyện nghe bài hát The Worst

[1st
As I the PM
I with the scent of a million men
I wit dumpin 17 up in the what the f**k I am?
In the of a crisis God knows all the sacrifces I made
Might have to to get paid
In
But jiest the price
Instead a nigga bitch made
Niggas think they me
The don't me
They, phoney
But don't know
That I'm that ill type niggas that'll that gut
Not much
I'm skunk wit a capitol S
Hit the
the stress
Rottin in the Midwest
I
was right
When they said that was such a sight
inside a slight
Deliver that me want to go Master P at night right
No pain I complain and pray to God, AND STUFFS
It was unbearable until I tried COCOA
That tie got me willin to fly up in the sky
But I loose altitude that high
Just me wanna come down and die
Whos for this madness, me?
Whos responcible for sudden strike of sadness, me?
I can see
I can into your eyes
Smile and then to your
I'll be yellin 'Die, nigga
When all the fly
Don't how much longer I'll be on this Earth
Cause I'm the worst type of, nigga on here turf
So

The worst, the yeah
They keep to pull me under
But I been to long tryin to it over
The worst, the yeah
After all that I been
I just don't know what the to do

verse]
it is
it was
And it shall be
You me
Cause this nigga ain't livin
think I got money from here to Shri Lanka
So I'm thinkin of killin you when I'm love to you bianca
Can't you see I you seein what I mean
I got and mean streets my team tweaks
So my future BLEAK
Take a peak at me I ain't she got me

Under child social serviceses and shit for bein a pappy
My khakis are low saggin from illio type little
Pushin ten of on top of the world like James Cagney
Feel that
naggin me
My ragedy life ain't livin sick of my aunt and uncle
me
See me drink my away
tokin my life away
Tryin to put trife away
In the deepest hide away
If I could fly today to the Gates
I could get away from place of hell and fakes
But it might be too
it gonna be

Another S-T-A-T-I-S-T-I-C me
Puffin that stronger W double E-D that
Don't know how much I'll be on this Earth
Cause I'm the worst type of nigga on here turf
So

[3rd
why I say

If you ain't
busters on my hit list betta hope it ain't you
My pockets
to sin
I got to
About 10
To get Henn
To that blend
To make fool come up out his ins
Devilish
Hell is kinda of crellish
God tell us we got to do to make the muthaf**kin rellish
it, out to me cause broke is imbarrasin
I'm psycho like Woody
I can make a
Like Yates
Norman
mates
Dippin up in Wally
Bitches yellin is swellin
Thinkin of in hell and bakin with the beans
Got me
Murder for my
Seems, I'm not first
The last
I burst, a blood thirst
But is it worth
No
turf
F**k planet

Because you're dealin wit the (the worst)

The
I know that it get no worst
The worst, the worst
After all I been through
I just don't know what the to do