Luyện nghe bài hát The Worst

[1st
As I the PM
I inhale the scent of a million men
I wit dumpin 17 up in the what the f**k I am?
In the midst of a crisis God all the sacrifces I made
Might have to to get paid
In
But jiest the price
a nigga played bitch made
Niggas think they me
The don't me
They, funny
But don't know
That I'm that ill type niggas that'll that gut
Not much
I'm skunk wit a capitol S
Hit the
Killed the
Rottin away in the
I
was right
When they said that was such a psycho
Sick a slight
Deliver that makes me want to go P at night right
No pain I complain and pray to God, AND STUFFS
It was until I tried COCOA PUFFS
That tie got me willin to fly up in the sky
But when I altitude that high
Just makes me come down and die
Whos for this madness, me?
Whos for this sudden strike of sadness, me?
I can see
I can look into eyes
and then to your suprise
I'll be yellin 'Die, die'
When all the fly
Don't know how much longer I'll be on Earth
Cause I'm the worst type of, nigga on here turf
So

The worst, the yeah
They keep to pull me under
But I been to long to make it over
The worst, the worst
After all that I through
I just don't know the hell to do

[2nd
it is
it was
And it shall be
You me
Cause this ain't livin healthy
Bitches think I got money from here to Lanka
So I'm thinkin of you when I'm makin love to you bianca
you see I ain't you seein what I mean
I got and mean streets my team tweaks
So my future BLEAK
Take a peak at me I ain't she got me

Under social serviceses and shit for bein a slacky pappy
My are low saggin from illio type little bags
Pushin ten of on top of the world like James Cagney
Feel that
People me
My ragedy life worth livin sick of my aunt and uncle
me
See me drink my away
Smokin my life away
Tryin to put this trife
In the darkest hide away
If I fly today to the Golden Gates
I could get away from this of hell and fakes
But it be too late
What it be

Another that's me
Puffin stronger W double E-D that hunger
Don't know how much longer I'll be on this
Cause I'm the worst type of nigga on here turf
So

[3rd
why I say

If you crew
Some busters on my hit betta hope it ain't you
My pockets
to sin
I got to
About 10
To get Henn
To that blend
To make that fool up out his ins
thoughts
Hell is feelin of crellish
God tell us what we got to do to make the muthaf**kin
Spell it, out to me cause broke is
I'm like Woody Harrleson
I can make a
Like Aaron
Bates
Perfect
Dippin up in Gates
Bitches yellin is swellin
Thinkin of goin in hell and with the beans
Got me
for my green
Seems, I'm cursed not
The verse
I burst, into a blood
But is it worth
No
Nobodies
F**k planet

Because you're dealin wit the (the worst)

The
I know that it get no worst
The worst, the yeah
After all that I been
I just don't what the hell to do