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, watchin' fiends
Kickin' up dust with the G's
up the game that was told to me
I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot

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

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin'
And I'm buckin', blastin', straight
Mobbin' the overpass laughin'
While these other try to figure out, no doubt

They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me
Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the
'Cause some nigga to kill me
And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid

Police on my pager, stressin'
A fugitive, my is under question
Wanted for investigation and even though I'm for death
I'ma 'til I lose my breath

Motherfuckers, every time I see the
I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer
They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin'
And wonder why it's hard bein' black
Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh

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

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

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

Damn, we're running time, everybody's dyin'
Mama raised a hellrazor, figure
Why you let the police beat niggaz?
I'm startin' to think all the in the world is safe
While the po' restin' in the early graves
God, come, the youth

Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You
Dear Lord, I live the of a thug, hope You understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my
And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic

Crooked cop killin' Glock, me Lord
Can Ya me? Show a way
I'm but my enemies won't go away
And I turn, I see niggaz burn

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

Wanna my Loc out, smokin' blunts
Gettin' drunk off that gin
to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen
Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah

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

raised 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 major
Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me
A young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough
I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me

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

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

Little like LaTasha, had to die
She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot
Her little body take it, it shook and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta killin' 'Tasha

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

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

Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug
And even in the darkest nights, I'm a for life
I got the to fight, now
Mama raised a why cry
That's life in the ghetto, do or die