Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

I couldn't help but notice your
(My pain?)
It runs deep, it with me
They'll never me alive
I'm gettin' high my four-five

Cocked on suckas, time ta die
Even as a
Causin' on tha back of the bus

I was a fool all through school
up dust
But now, I'm labeled as a maker
Who can you

weed helped me take away the pain
So I'm
Rollin' the freeway swervin', don't worry

I'm about to up on the curb
'Cause my blurry
Maybe if tried to understand me
What I do?

I had to my fuckin' family
What else I do but be a thug
Out slangin' with the
Fuck hangin' with them in the club

Got my on danger
Never a stranger ta homicide
My full of gang bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an early

He was so
But still a victim of the 12
My memories of a
Mind full of thoughts

And I goin' back to court
So fuck what you
I'm drinkin'
from my enemies

Will I to be 23
There's so pain

Oh, tired of tha and tha pain
Oh, tired of tha strain and tha

Years and of that rough life
crazed and wild as a kid
And tough with a knife

And livin' on the regular
out competitors
See them take a move and them down
Like a fuckin'

Get in trouble in school, act a fool
And you know I had to every rule
Showin' off for the 'cause I had the mad rep
So I had to watch my when it was time to step

(For my of grimiest)
love for me, pop, pop, pop
And a chuckle up above for me
And yo and seek [unverified] but I didn't cry

Broke and head off the pack and started sellin' coke
And now I'm tha one lookin' lovely
Pop the drop top and all tha bitches ta rub me

'em, the game, it's all the same
I it back, yo, give 'em slack, yo
And now, they me tha mack, yo
check it

Get disrespected if you tha the Birdman
You heard,
Catch a shots from tha glock in my hand
Damn, release some with my biscuit

You know, you get your ass twisted so run for
Me and my man got a plan kickin' major
So if you're on, nigga, for the gage to bust
A lot of pressure the street fame

It's a deep game and my always cryin'
Yo, so much pain

Oh, oh

got me mobbin' like I'm
Loc'ed and to get my slug on
I load my clip and my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to on these suckas
If they me trust

I got my glock cocked ready if they me
Bust motherfuckers with a passion
Better duck 'cause I ain't lookin' when I'm

I'm a nut and drinkin'
And high on tha lookout for my enemies
Don't wanna die, me why?
this stress is gettin' major
A buck fist across my with my razor

What can I do but be a thug until I'm and gone?
Keep my brain on tha game and stay strong
These sorry bastards want to kill me in my
But will they? Can I see and everyday it a struggle

Steady in the streets and I'll be ballin' loc
let 'em make you worry
Keep swingin' at suckas till you buried
I was born to raise hell, a nigga the gutta
a motha on drugs

I'm kickin' up, ready ta bust
I'm on the scene muggin' mean
Until they kill me, I'll be this life
I know you feel me there's so pain

Oh, of tha strain and tha pain
Oh, tired of tha and tha pain
Oh, of tha strain and tha pain
Oh, of tha strain and tha pain, oh