Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin',
This one goes out to my nigga, Coolin', hell, yeah
Mama raised a hellrazor, thuggin'
and mean, muggin' at sixteen

On the scene, fiends buggin'
Kickin' up with the older G's
Soakin' up the game was told to me
I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot

I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes
Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin'
other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin'
Elementary meant for me, can't regret it

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class
And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin'
Mobbin' through the overpass
While other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt

They jealous of a nigga's clout, me Lord
Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger
'Cause nigga tried to kill me
And raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid

Police on my pager, straight
A fugitive, my is under question
Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death
I'ma 'til I lose my breath

Motherfuckers, every time I see the
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin'
They come to get ya, it's like a trap
And they wonder why it's hard bein'
Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh

raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

Mama raised a
Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major
me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a sign

Damn, we're running outta time, dyin'
raised a hellrazor, can't figure
Why you let the police down niggaz?
I'm to think all the rich in the world is safe
While the po' babies restin' in the graves
God, come, save the

nothin' else to do but have faith in You
Dear Lord, I live the of a thug, hope You understand
me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic

Crooked cop Glock, tell me Lord
Can Ya feel me? a way
I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go
And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz

nigga that I know's on death row
My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a
Little young motherfucker doin' triple
Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin'
If my nigga the truth he'd hit the roof
Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, the drama

Wanna break my Loc out, smokin'
Gettin' off that Tanqueray gin
'Bout to break my nigga out the pen
Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,

C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor
Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh

Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me
A nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets
I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me

The world done made a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, control it
Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded
run for cover, I cause shit

Thug motherfucker, duck, quick
Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me
Do or die gettin' high the bury me
Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why

Little girl LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot
Her little body couldn't it, it shook and dropped
And I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin' 'Tasha

Now, I'm screamin', the world
In the end, my friends, that flip-flop
Lip-locked on my dick when my drop
Life, motherfucker, I lick shots

Every nigga on my block dropped two
Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die
Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and
my hands on the trigger, thug nigga

Stressin' like a drug dealer
And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life
I got the to fight, now
Mama raised a why cry
That's life in the ghetto, do or die