Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

I couldn't help but notice your
(My pain?)
It deep, share it with me
They'll never me alive
I'm high with my four-five

Cocked on these suckas, ta die
Even as a
Causin' ruckis on tha of the bus

I was a fool all through high
Kickin' up
But now, I'm labeled as a trouble
Who can you

Smokin' weed helped me take away the
So I'm
Rollin' down the freeway swervin', don't

I'm about to crash up on the
'Cause my vision's
Maybe if they to understand me
should I do?

I had to my fuckin' family
What else I do but be a thug
Out with the homies
Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the

Got my on danger
Never been a ta homicide
My full of gang bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an early

He was so
But still a of the 12 gage
My memories of a
Mind full of sick

And I ain't goin' to court
So what you thought
I'm Hennessey
Runnin' my enemies

Will I to be 23
There's so much

Oh, tired of tha strain and tha
Oh, tired of tha and tha pain

Years and of that rough life
Runnin' and wild as a kid
And growin' tough with a

And trifled on the regular
out competitors
See them take a and take them down
a fuckin' predator

Get in trouble everyday in school, act a
And you I had to break every rule
Showin' off for the bitches I had the mad rep
So I had to my back when it was time to step

(For my of grimiest)
With for me, pop, pop, pop
And a chuckle up above for me
And yo and seek [unverified] but I didn't cry

Broke and head off with the pack and sellin' coke
And now I'm tha one that's lookin'
Pop the drop top and all tha bitches ta rub me

'em, the game, it's all the same
I kick it back, yo, 'em slack, yo
And now, label me tha mack, yo
People it

Get disrespected if you front tha the
You heard,
Catch a shots from tha glock in my hand
Damn, release realistic with my biscuit

You know, you get your ass twisted so run for
Me and my man got a plan kickin' major
So if you're on, nigga, look for the to bust
A lot of pressure the street fame

a deep game and my mama always cryin'
Yo, so much pain

Oh, oh

They got me like I'm
Loc'ed and to get my slug on
I my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to on these suckas
If they me trust

I got my glock ready if they press me
Bust some motherfuckers with a
Better duck I ain't lookin' when I'm blasting

I'm a nut and drinkin'
And gettin' on tha lookout for my enemies
Don't wanna die, tell me
'Cause this is gettin' major
A buck fist across my face my razor

What can I do but be a until I'm dead and gone?
Keep my brain on tha game and stay head
sorry bastards want to kill me in my sleep
But they? Can I see and everyday it just a struggle

Steady thuggin' in the and I'll be ballin' loc
Don't let 'em you worry
Keep swingin' at these till you buried
I was to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta
With a on drugs

I'm dust up, ready ta bust
I'm on the scene steady mean
Until they kill me, be livin' this life
I know you feel me there's so pain

Oh, of tha strain and tha pain
Oh, tired of tha and tha pain
Oh, tired of tha strain and tha
Oh, tired of tha and tha pain, oh