Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble On My Mind

Killers outside the windows, aye
Oh my, oh my, I got trouble on my
I got on my mind
I know my enemies run when that pistol
Nah, nah, nah, nah, I got on my mind, trouble

It's a G ride whenever we ride
war where we reside so I gots to keep my
Pistol close, even cops folks
Give their ass the whole magazine, fuck a
Sixteen with it, ho, one in the
on my face so I remain a stranger
Death the corner run inside when we pull up
the negotiations, how you talking to a bulldog?
Blap, blap, blap - you hear when them shots go off
Devil on my shoulders me squeeze my Glocks on y'all
Only the angel that I was the logo on the fitted
I'm a seven black nigga, all my get it
Bloody rag wrapped around my tech
Snoop "Murder Was The Case" what was playing in the
How could I live my life
When promise turn to present day's lies?
the

Killers hanging the windows, aye
Oh my, oh my, I got on my mind
I got trouble on my
I know my enemies run when that pistol
Nah, nah, nah, nah, I got on my mind, trouble

Yeah, fuck brothers for the color of their rag
I'm shooting at the with the badge
Catch you walking out the station, that's ass
Nigga, that's for Mike Brown, pussy, for Eric Garner
Pig, that's for Sean Bell, die from nine shells
Go the SWAT team, meet us at the swap meet
and Crips together, peace treaty like it's '93
They the real enemies, the ones that killing me
you, they killing us, judges don't do shit for us
Cops kill a nigga, bet they'll never get a huh
Get promoted after getting off suspension
the fuck is this world coming to?
Unarmed black kids, they guns at you
That's been happening for years so that's new
Got me sick to my stomach, a stomach flu
Tell or the police that we coming through
With troops that ain't to die and they love to shoot
Some out the roof, it

Killers hanging the windows, aye
Oh my, oh my, I got trouble on my
I got on my mind
I know my enemies run that pistol shake
Nah, nah, nah, nah, I got trouble on my mind,