Luyện nghe bài hát High Speed

I speak for all my niggaz livin' in the
it down just a notch, baby
It's be alright, it's goin' be alright

Life in speed
Fuck the punishment, tie
I buy me a gun
doin' time

I live life high speed, sightly by weed
I breed thug even worse than me
When I bleed, my best to flee quickly on me
My army, deceive swiftly

at you, now, why you wanna hang out?
I pull the hammer
Strike wit' a cannon and blow your back out
They blast but I'm still slightly scarred deep

Questions for the Lord, why He like me?
Guard my though my life was hard with no remorse
I absorb bomb, less without protection for the boss
Rollin' in my double, raw, rugged, and

Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's
And my crew, who should be mistaken for Jews
We all about our past, blast if he break the
done snitched for the D.A., be heaven sent

Switched like a stone bitch, turned straight severed then,
Then they wonder why die
Put your family in danger to get high
Now, the hell can we get from jail?

More tricks for the crime rate, is hell
Bail out, a thug nigga out the jail house
Open your safe and take all your mail out
happens happens, whoever falls, dies

We fresh out of time, livin' so we all ride
In times these, chronic and tie weed
through these high speed and people say

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
I'm buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house in the projects
We goin' all

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun what's next?
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We all night

Verbal assassin, I hit the corner fast,
I plan to stretch your chest back like elastic
No need to me to slippin' I love beef, like pussy and pistols
For all you that's soft as tissue

I ride plottin' like the fall guy out the
Bustin' at you wise guy, high, sippin' hundred proof
your neck joints low to verdict wit' mine
Get that ass attacked, murdered and robbed, blind behind

Grab your shots', callin', catchin' while they stormin'
Kickin' his in
And get your whole fuckin' a' mournin'
Plus all you bitchy types can't touch me
Frontin' like hard
I'll play fuckin' yard like a trussel

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun what's next?
Food and sex, house in the projects
We goin' all

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun what's next?
Food and sex, house in the projects
We all night

At times, I look through times so much anger
why it keeps on passin' bringin' me the danger
No signal, hard time is a good one at I'm amazed
Now what the a hood done? What we do to get paid

All day, for the almighty, dollar, even bother to holla
We all destined to be swallowed by the thing we lust for
Threw our morals in bags of dust
More niggaz is tomorrow

We, bet on all time, nigga, the tickin'
Approachin' is the day you know your glocks spittin'
Cops sittin', politicians passin' laws you knowin'
Soon that goin' be illegal when you got it

your dough up
But I ain't goin' tell you, what? To stop chasin'
Man, I'm just like y'all, I worry that shit later
Put the metal to the pedal, up nigga, blaze
Let's get blowed out speed til the end of my days
Now, my say

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the
We all night

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then next?
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We goin' all

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We goin' all

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We all night

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's
Food and sex, house parties in the
We goin' all

High
(We all night)
of an outlaw, ghetto stars
(We all night)
Yes, I'm buy me a gun

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
(I'm buy me a gun)
For my on the Westside and the Eastside
And the Northside and the
(I'm buy me a gun)

(Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?)
From to Jersey
(I'm buy me a gun)
it real hard, niggaz in Michigan
(M.O.B, nigga, M.O.B)
From Atlanta, to Utah

(Whatcha do when you get outta jail?)
From St. Louis to
(I'm buy me a gun)
From Mississippi to
From San Francisco to San
to Florida

(Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?)
Maine to
(I'm buy me a gun)
and sex
(Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?)
And it stop and it won't quit
(I'm buy me a gun)

And it stop and it won't quit
And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)
Then next?
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We goin' all night, high

And it don't stop and it quit
(We all night)
And it don't stop and it won't
(We all night)
And it don't stop and it quit
(We all night)

And it don't stop and it quit
(I'm buy me a gun)
And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)
And it don't and it won't quit
And it don't stop and it won't
with that rough shit, baby

Learn it
Pac, you rap?