Luyện nghe bài hát Why They Wanna Wish Death

Even though we all
Don't judge us by our action, but us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the
God the man, who put his trust in God
He his only begotten son
That who ever believe in him, not parish
But have eternal life, we'll see you thugs at the

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Some say, life be
I think, we was cursed from the
I'm only to play my part
But why wanna wish death, on me and my niggaz

P]
My stared at me, must be mad at me
I up with this nigga, how the fuck he sent the FED's at me
Boz told me, not to fuck with
But I still threw my bone, I grew up with these niggaz
'cause home man, he looking good
Fell off, having problems in the
Nigga say Chico locked up, and hit the streets
And I'm still trying to find, the lawyer for C
And my Uncle died of cancer, Black Jimmy got
Faldy got shot, hurt Ervin and changed his
And I done so many, white t-shirts with faces
And I done seen so many, lives get wasted
And a shame nigga, it won't change nigga
We all trapped in the hood, in this game
And I'm just to raise, Romeo to be a man nigga
And hope me and Silkk, don't to squeeze these thangs nigga

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I talked to Daniel, I holla'd at
on lock, and told me they just killed Pee-Wee
T-Dub home man, Randall man
Miller, I put him on my arm man
Dansho on the grind, and making moves
Petey and Mo' Smokey, Onkie they cool
Some play your kindness for weakness, we it tipping
Come out the on the run, and get caught slipping
Bruce and Bernell, two to the dome
Bobby and Kirk straight, Red made it to the phone
Slim got shot, I got a from the cops
I was dealt a bad hand, when this gon stop
I gave Do a record deal, then he got
And his sister me, wanna know how I feel
I done made it out the hood, I'm trying to do
And why would they wanna, death on my life

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They say life ain't fair, but you live it to us all
Go through struggles, then you it through a hard song
Fake niggaz, trying to follow my move
Until you load up, and put hollows through every
I'm from a place, where it ain't no
Niggaz'll peel you the back, so it ain't no hugs
Just a bunch of niggaz, up on grind
And it ain't too many niggaz left, so they hard to find
Most likely I don't roll with em, if ain't soldiers
Only real niggaz, can tell you that pain you
I got a plan, on the way to get
So why wanna wish death, on me and my niggaz

What's up peace to J-Dubs, L and Mike
Chino ain't live long enough, to peddle his bike
It ain't right, but I'm still here my head
Got me thinking they with us, but I'm knowing they dead
They say, life's short hold my steel
Wish that band's playing at home, we in soldier
I was cursed since my young days, speeding these one-way's
Streets ain't no game, we running gun plays
Die for my niggaz, put my hand on a
But you cowards start singing, like American
Matic and Fat Man, they to be home
Ten to upstate, a half a year in the hole nigga

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