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, muggin' at

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

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

I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class
And I'm buckin', blastin', straight
through the overpass laughin'
While these motherfuckers 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 nigga tried to kill me
And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday paid

on my pager, straight stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is question
Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death
I'ma spark 'til I my breath

Motherfuckers, time I see the paper
I see my picture, when a gettin' richer
They come to get ya, it's like a trap
And they wonder why it's bein' black
Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh

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

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

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

Damn, we're running time, everybody's dyin'
Mama raised a hellrazor, can't
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' to do but have faith in You
Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta my hand
And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic

cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord
Can Ya me? Show a way
I'm prayin' but my enemies go away
And everywhere I turn, I see burn

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

Wanna break my Loc out, smokin'
drunk off that Tanqueray gin
'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen
raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah

C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor
Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

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

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me
A nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets
I'm on my knees beggin', Please come and me

The whole world done made a crazy
I got my three-five-seven, control it
Screamin' die and he's loaded
run for cover, I cause shit

Thug Life motherfucker, duck,
Now, am I If I am, don't worry me
Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me
Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why

Little like LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot
Her little couldn't take it, it shook and dropped
And I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin' 'Tasha

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

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

Stressin' like a motherfuckin' dealer
And in the darkest 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