Luyện nghe bài hát H.O.E (Hell On Earth)

[Intro : 2Pac
I'm not saying I'm Jesus, but I'm saying we go through type of things every day
We don't part the Red Sea, but we walk through the 'hood without without shot ,you know what I mean ?
We don't turn to wine, but we turn motherfucking dope dope fiends and dope heads into profitable productive citizens

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I hate to say it but most of my in prison or jail
They me it's tough to believe in a God when you living in hell
The guns gets loaded and bodies get dropped in shit everyday
Your mama's a her only position's continue to pray
Crack babies all in the hood and all over the jets
When niggas would sell on their uncle it's to come up on a check
My young nigga called me me he tryna move out the ghetto
Cause he might walk out the and the police can shot him whenever
I'm raised in a city if there is a you don't call the cops
Nigga this shit is so real in the field we play with the Glocks
Our which art in heaven
will be in the clip, I pray that you send me a blessing
My message to young'ns is pick up a book and let's put the heat
on top of the murders, another one covered in sheets
Another memorial, and teddy bears all in the streets
Another lil nigga who face on a shirt as he resting in
Just cause you throwing your life away that do not mean you gangsta
I don't consider real when they go flashing the banger
Niggas who really 'bout violence they only move in
Niggas react on emotions just shows me the of knowledge
being honest
Restricting our minds from seeing the world we holding it
Go and get some money and put your momma up into a crib
Never hated on made it that's real nigga
Pray for my and pray for my soul and cover my body
Lord, they I'm part of the illuminati
Only because of this Bugatii
These niggas with me will up your party
So many blessings but I be stressing
I just want so head this bitch that I'm texting
Is it too that I ask for?
Guess why my career slow
My niggas want to see me grow
it you ain't got to understand
Get it popping just a frying pan
Sick of weight I a diet plan
Seven figures on my new
Lord knows screaming fuck all
They pop up I am not involved
The devil hit me but I missed the
Ain't no humble I'm just y'all
Tell them niggas no love lost
Building just like a real boss
Hood til my expiration follow me to my destination

2Pac Talking]
I'm not saying I'm Jesus, but I'm we go through that type of things every day
We don't part the Red Sea, but we walk through the 'hood without without getting shot you know I mean?
We don't turn water to wine, but we turn motherfucking dope dope fiends and dope heads into profitable
HOOD