Luyện nghe bài hát From Adam

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

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

They think they me
But do not know me
'Cause I do not me
Who my homie?
I know names
explain
I can kill you but nothing gon' 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

I was Madden then I heard a knock
Everybody know I got shot but this for niggas that
Sometimes I God that I got set up
When you shot twice in the chest, it's hard to keep your head up
Suspect one: the homies came to see me
Suspect Red hid my gun behind the TV
Suspect three: I was beefing with this in my apartment
Shit started cause we fought and he see me
usually ten niggas in our dope spot
Cold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Stop
I play Xbox with the gun cocked
I'm cool with mine, but I took other niggas' gunshots
Chest wide open, I'm fight, but my lungs not
Hole in my chest bout the of a Kumquat
I know who shot me I shot them
But who set me up? I tripping but
(I know)

They think they me
But they do not me
'Cause I do not me
Who my homie?
I know names
Click-clack
I can kill you but nothing gonna change
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

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

That nigga Wack got my number and through
Now let me tell you the type of the Game do
He walked in the booth I was spitting
Gave him ten thousand, couldn't even finish his fuckin'
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 nuts, don't give a fuck
Love his nigga to death, and he mean it from the guts
Blood, what's up? Which one of you dumb mothafuckas try us?
(I know)