Luyện nghe bài hát Many Men (Wish Death)

Man we go get something to eat man
I'm as a motherfucker

Hey yo man, damn what's homie so long son?

50, calm down, here he

the fuck!?

Son, pull up! up!

Many men, death upon me
Blood in my eye dog and I see
I'm trying to be what I'm to be
And niggas to take my life away
I put a in nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you see
watch how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take life away

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish death me
Lord I don't cry no
look to the sky no more
Have on me

Now these pussy niggas money on my head
Go on and get your motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, ain't been found
I'm the underground and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his
I walk the block with the
I've been on the humble
the ox when I rumble
Show ass what my gun do
Got a nigga, go 'head, lose your head
Turn back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on waist, chip on my
I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish death me
I don't cry no more
Don't to the sky no more
Have on me
mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned
Have mercy on men
Many, many, many, men
Wish death me

Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for
Joy feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and
For the niggas on lock, life behind bars
I don't see god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred
I'm like in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you me to die homie?

Every I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas pulling techs on me
Psych some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got
I got a kite from the pens that me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You read between the lines
In the bible it says, what around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks he got shot down
Now clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing