Luyện nghe bài hát N Da Closet

5:30 in the morning and I been to sleep
A of raggedly ass Pro Wings on my feet
Ten in my pocket and now I'm on the creep
To the up spot 'cos the shit is comin' cheap

1984 and the rocks is all fat
Southern L.A. is where it's at
I'm smokin' a motherfuckin' choo choo train
Big cocaine my brain aah

But nobody knows I'm on the hype
Use to be in well now I hit the pipe
Face sucked in, tooth grin
No bitches, no friends, no to spend

I'm stuck a rat in a sticky ass trap
And I sold but my motherfuckin' gat
I got a like a rabbit and I wanna stop it
But I can't 'cos I'm n da closet

Oh make me wanna holler, right into my
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my
Oh me wanna holler, right into my life
homey

No rehabilitation, no to talk to
Doin' crimes on every place I can walk to
I still get props in the hood when I by
'Cos niggas don't know I'm smokin' like Popeye

Mama's in the cookin' rice
Daddy's in the pen doin'
Sister gotta husband, she's a
And I'm in the hittin' the pipe

It's been three or four months since I started
It's a battle and now I know I'm losin'
I go to the where my face ain't familiar
And I cook here jack 'cos I don't know niggas

I'm livin' like a peasant and it ain't
I think I need to my direction
I got the five dollar piece now I'm all in the
In the dark 'cos I'm locked n da

Someone's knockin' at the door, ringin' a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet, somebody's to hell
Do me a favor, open the door and let 'em it
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah,

One year passed and now I'm lookin' dusty
Disgusted because my own mama don't me
My sister's on the 'cos she knows I'm on the hit
And I can't take this

There's a rumor goin' round that I'm heavily
And my is lookin' at me crazy, G
I guess they figured out that I in they house
And stole all shit while they was out

My sister told my and my aunt told Pam
And Pam let it slip to that bitch
Roxanne told and Bill told Duke
Now the whole hood knows that I the flute

But before I lost my
I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet,
Now I'm back to life, I'm back to reality
no side effects or technicalities

There's one thing about it when your life is
At the bottom the way to go is up, aah
No cocaine bitches
I kick the off the motherfuckin' hinges, I'm out the closet

knockin' at the door, somebody's ringin' a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet, somebody's goin' to
Do me a favor, open the door and let 'em it
And let 'em it

Someone's knockin' at the door, somebody's ringin' a
locked n da closet, somebody's goin' to hell
Do me a favor, open the door and let 'em it
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah,