Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Easy

I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to the madness
Nickel bag full of sess laced with hash
Phone calls from my on the, other side
Two childhood friends died, I couldn't cry
A damn shame, will we ever change
And remains from a twelve gauge to the brain
Arguments with my Boo is
I spend mo' with my niggas than I do with you
But everywhere it's the thing, that's the game
I'll be damned if a changed, fuck the fame
I'll be hustling to a mill-ion, lord knows
no love for us ghetto children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, to stop for gas
Beep my horn for a with a proper ass,
It ain't easy, that's my
Tanqueray straight out the bottle
Everybody wanna if I'm insane
My baby mama mind full of silly games
And all the got me stressing like I'm hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the homies roaches, cause we broke
Late night hanging out til the getting high
the cops roll by
It easy, that's right

It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free
It easy, being me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free

I can't sleep plotting on to kill me while I'm dreaming
Wake up sweaty and screaming, I can hear them suckers scheming
Probably paranoid, is, them punks be fantasizing
A bite the bullet, open fire and I died
I why this the way it is, even now
Looking out for these kids, cause they wild
Bill Clinton can you recognize a representing
Doing twenty to life in San
Getting calls from my nigga Tyson, ain't nothing nice
Yo 'Pac, do something righteous ya life
And even thou you innocent you still a nigga, so figure
Rather you behind bars than triggers
But I'm hold ya down and Thug Life, licking shots
Til I see my niggas on the block
But no it easy,
Til I see my free, on the block, oh
It ain't

It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay

been reminiscing
Bout Schnapps in Junior High hit the block
Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys rocks
the project kid without a conscience, I'm having dreams
Of hearing screams at my concerts, me all my childhood
Through the years trying to stack a little
I was only seventeen, when I started fiends
And I wish was another way to stack a dollar
So my apoli', cause these hard times me wanna holler
Will I to see tomorrow, am I falling off?
I hit the and then proceed to say fuck all of y'all
Ain't down with me I'm thugging, I can't go home
'Cause think I'm bugging, so now I'm in
This powered cell at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail,
Do I do in these blues
Getting and bruised by the you know who
And these get to shaking when they face me
Snakes ain't got enough to replace me
Sitting in this, living hell, listening to yell
to torture em to tell, I'm getting mail
But ain't nobody saying much, the old nuts
Is making bucks while sluts is getting fucked
They my probation, and it seems
I'll be going on a long vacation,
It ain't
No it easy

It ain't easy, me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free