Luyện nghe bài hát From Adam

Here we go
Ten years
You know what Uhm
(I know)
it
Ayo C
Give me that Jamison and that juice
you
I got some on my mind
(I know)

My nigga Frog dead, dog
They my little nigga in his head, dog
You what the fuck I just said, dog?
Walk inside my closet like fuck red, dog
If you seen your best friend stiff, you cry too
Sometimes I don't even be a Piru
Then I think about it like, fuck everything
Who killed my brother?
(I know)
Who killed G man The shit I seen men do
If I told you, I'd me floating in cement shoes
See ain't shit really
And I've been at the bottom of the pits, me?
I done had some real try to kill me
Fake in my crew
Crip niggas more loyal than a few of my
I done been shot, had a or two
Above the rim Pac, I'm like birdie at the troops
I can't lie, every time I see Suge my beat
Cause I don't know if I should dap him or let the hawk
Wilmington and Brazil, them my cross streets
And who take it from me?

They think they me
But they do not me
I do not know me
Who my homie?
I wanna names
Click-clack
I can kill you but ain't nothing gon'
But I might do it
You die any way
I'm die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
is the day
is the day

I was playing Madden then I heard a
Everybody know I got shot but this for that forgot
Sometimes I thank God I got set up
When you twice in the chest, it's kinda hard to keep your head up
Suspect one: the homies never to see me
Suspect two: Red hid my gun the TV
Suspect I was beefing with this Crip in my apartment
Shit started cause we and he couldn't see me
There's usually ten niggas in our spot
Cold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Wing
I usually play with the gun cocked
I'm cool with taking mine, but I took niggas' gunshots
Chest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my not
in my chest bout the size of a Kumquat
I know who me cause I shot them
But who set me up? I ain't but
(I know)

They they know me
But do not know me
'Cause I do not me
Who my homie?
I wanna names
Click-clack
I can kill you but ain't nothing change
But I do it anyway
You die any way
I'm die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
is the day
is the day

Let me tell you how I met my nigga
Shit, he ain't always a nigga back
When I met him, he was standing Suge
And everything is all good when you for your hood

That nigga Wack got my number and came
Now let me you the type of shit the Game do
He in the booth where I was spitting
Gave him ten thousand, couldn't even his fuckin' sentence
I owe him shit, but real recognize real
Now we like two red-nosed
Cross him, you cross me
And don't forget about my nigga AR be
He be in the cut, that niggas nuts, don't give a
Love his nigga Game to death, and he it from the guts
Blood, what's up? one of you dumb mothafuckas wanna try us?
(I know)