Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin',
This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah
raised a hellrazor, born thuggin'
Heartless and mean, at sixteen

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

I learned not to the bitch from the prostitutes
Was taught lessons, a young nigga questions
While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin'
Elementary wasn't meant for me, regret it

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin'
And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin'
Mobbin' through the laughin'
While these other try to figure out, no doubt

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

Police on my pager, stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is question
for investigation and even though I'm marked for death
I'ma 'til I lose my breath

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

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

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

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

Damn, we're running outta time, dyin'
Mama a hellrazor, can't figure
Why you let the police beat down
I'm startin' to think all the in the world is safe
the po' babies restin' in the early graves
God, come, the youth

Ain't nothin' else to do but faith in You
Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand
me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic

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

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

break my Loc out, smokin' blunts
Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin
'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' 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, stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh

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

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

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

girl like LaTasha, had to die
She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot
Her little body couldn't take it, it and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta killin' 'Tasha

Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the
In the end, it's my friends, flip-flop
Lip-locked on my when my shit drop
Life, motherfucker, I lick shots

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

Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug
And even in the 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