Luyện nghe bài hát N Da Closet

5:30 in the and I haven't been to sleep
A of raggedly ass Pro Wings on my feet
Ten dollars in my and now I'm on the creep
To the double up 'cos the shit is comin' cheap

It's and the rocks is all fat
Southern California L.A. is it's at
I'm like a motherfuckin' choo choo train
Big inside my brain aah

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

I'm stuck like a rat in a sticky ass
And I everything but my motherfuckin' gat
I got a habit like a and I wanna stop it
But I 'cos I'm locked n da closet

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

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

Mama's in the kitchen rice
in the pen doin' life
Sister gotta husband, she's a
And I'm in the backyard the pipe

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

I'm livin' like a peasant and it pleasant
I think I to change my direction
I got the five piece now I'm all in the carpet
In the dark 'cos I'm n da closet

Someone's 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
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah,

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

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

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

But before I my respect
I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet,
Now I'm to life, yeah I'm back to reality
Ain't no side or technicalities

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

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