Luyện nghe bài hát Walk Like A Man

Now I to walk with the gun now I walk like a man
And I walk what I and I walk never ran
And I never say but I mean hardly ever
And if shootin' is the solution you're not that clever
If you don't shit then you still know better
life is so precious it could never be measured
Have you had a load of it, cock back the heat
Poppin' on the next nigga while he up the street
Trigger off spacin' an opportunity
These niggaz want to me it ain't nothing new to me
as he walked by I was ready to bust
But he just up like he was waitin' on the bus
Now I'm all pumped up a steroid trigger
Cause of y'all are easy just some paranoid niggaz
Used to walk a gun but I never did use it
What's the point of holdin' heat if you ain't shoot it

It was a late night me and him out
Lookin' at the ladies to come up on trim
Everybody wildin' out the summer's about to end
He had the hypnotic he was missin the hand
Of that mean green, laid back with the lean on low pro shit
how we rolled on the scene
Two girls lookin' probably in they late
But these days you can't but I figured what the hell
So we out: Hey girl, they yell back
Maybe two in the front maybe two in the
But they had this tag couldn't see through the black
We roll up ask 'em their party at
They just to laugh and I knew it was a trap
But I couldn't out cause the strip was so packed
Now I'm lookin at nigga in this motherfuckin' hat
Start talkin' bullshit like we was on some bullshit
My nigga used to but we ain't know no thug shit
I tried to dismantle it but you know Los
This kept talkin' so my boy had to handle it
He out the Lex snatched the dude at his hat
I put it in jumped out to get his back
But as I did that, I heard two
I turned to my and I see my dude drop
Time stopped, couldn't believe I seen
I was by reality when the two girls screamed
I saw his killer up put the gun in his jeans
Saw him wince from the pain as the burned his waist
Then he turned up the block without a trace
I remember his face but I remember most
Was when I got to my knees and held my nigga
And asked not to leave us in the name of Christ
But he's gone and all I got is his blood on my sneakers

It was a year to day that my best friend died
For weeks I sat in my room and cried
And I to pretend everything was fine
But my soul rest until vengeance was mine

It was a year to this day that my friend died
For weeks I sat in my room and cried
And I to pretend everything was fine
But my soul couldn't rest until was mine

The day began me standin' at his grave with his mother
His old girlfriend, his two brothers
We said a few words covered with tears
How we missed him so much and we he was here
Then his girl said a poem put roses on his stone
And we our goodbyes and they all went home
I I'd use this time for me and him to be alone
I out the Hen' poured a little out for him
him who was gettin' married, who had went to the pen
How the homie named his newborn son him
But as the sun went down the came to an end
So I said a prayer, amen
And I shook in the lab plus the wrote tracks
And I headed up saw the Eyezeer
I him what he doin' he was way out of bounds
That he had a freak that on that side of town
He always kept the heat just in it went down
A clown, I rolled down my window 'bout to a ciga-
Hey! Is that that that, hey give me the motherfucking gun
Man, drive around the block and post up for a
I hit you on the shirt hit the corner nigga bend it,
Now with in my grasp
I couldn't dream of a day for me to catch his ass
Slippin while he into the ride by himself
I slid up behind him in the hell of stealth
He started to breakin' I said I didn't want a dime
what you was doin' last year at this time
He looked into my eyes both shock and surprise
I split his face with the glock right before he could reply
He cried as I pressed the against his cheek
The I two times for the homie rest in peace

It was a year to this day my best friend died
For weeks I sat alone in my room and
And I tried to pretend everything was
But my soul couldn't rest until vengeance was
And I thought that's what I wanted the problem was confronted
Now I'm haunted by remorse that I wished I hadn't it