Luyện nghe bài hát Walkin' 2 My Funeral

(Brotha Hung)
creeping in the dark a nine and a four O
5 O 12 O so I creep slow duece fo
homies know I just cant claim so I neutral
pack me some ammo and a fo fo
cant a piece too often
end up having another suckas hanging off
and a 187 R.A.P. A.S.A.P.
off the fits doing time in the penitentary
and as I creep I peep locsta with the gun outta his holsta
he supposed to point it at me
but now everybody loves a cop
just as as much as a young capila
so I did is grabe my nine but before I put the clip in
all I heard is pop pop pop what Im
my body's licking blood I cant it
one time a young alcoholic
Im on the with a 40 spilled on my chest
holes and it supposed to work bullet proof vest
caught my niggaro's
you can burn that 'cause Ima walk to my funeral

(Mia Bruce)
can you
can you it
you know you got to do
can you
why dont you
you know you got to do
can you
why you take
can you

(T.M. Shades)
I believe that I got shot I thought I ducked
I was just rolling my pressing my luck
it with them fellas drinking 40's on the block
talking about what my dice do when they drop
then all of the dam I think saw a gun
after I heard the bam that made run
Im to run but I aint 'cause Im falling
my getting numb
I my mother calling
my heart stops but it feel like Im dead
and i here bullets buring cells in my head and now Im seeing black and surprised
my worst start nightmare was now
and I didnt even get me a to say good bye to my mommy
covering my body
put me in the truck closed the door a tag on my toe
and put me in a drawer case
another inocent victim
in the wrong place at the time
my story was wrote the book now I might be laying here dead
but Ima to my funeral

(Mia Bruce)
can you
I want to know why you just listen to me
why dont you to me
can you

(Brotha Hung)
10 O clock at the set crept
some rolled up in a mob wanted a cigarette
nuttining now Im smoking on some
and on that note he stuck a gage out the
break yourself for that and your cash
foo try to take my and then mash
Im what, heh
Im not going out foo I bust out my ol school and swing my things cool
so up
Im not off your gage what up
aint even you the brotha with the gage at my gut
so bust he start me full of them shells
there wasnt no way I was dropping Im as hell
6 holes in my body and Im to walk
grave yard straight called me Im off a nerve shock
and on my tombstone
and I got but Im gonna strike to my

yeah in the mothafucking house my Shades you know

(Mia Bruce)
can you me

thanks for acompaning me ont this ya know

(Mia Bruce)
can you me

we do some damage ya know in the 96 ya know

(Mia Bruce)
can you
can you me
can you me