Luyện nghe bài hát Breathin

Who'll be tha last breathin'
me, who'll be the last muthafucka breathin?

Stress and busta free, enemies me reason
To be the last muthafucka
Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em they sleepin'
Now I'm the last breathin'

Stress and busta free, give me reason
To be the last breathin'
Bust, my rounds catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last breathin'

Woke up 50 enemies plotten my death
All 50 seeing visions of me in the chest
rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my

Shit, I'm like a hostage on troubled block
Call the cops a thug screamin' Westside bustin' double glocks
Hittin' corners in my Suburban
Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb handle the wheel, swirvin'

me Father I'ma sinner, I'm living in hell
Just let me live on the streetz ain't no peace for me in jail
Getten exposure
With a of niggaz that don't give a fuck ridin' as my souljaz

I just release 'em on a war path, not average killer
Westside, Outlaw, Bad Boy
Complete my mission my competition no beefin'
I murdered all them bustaz now I'm the last muthafucka

Stress and busta free, give me reason
To be the last breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em they sleepin'
Now I'm the last muthafucka

Make sure I hold my and stand firm in the dirt
For all my gone, we burnin' the earth
worldwide, we pack the block
Shootin' rocks at the kid, I'll back for Pac

Ask Yak, he'll tell you it's hell down here
Stale down here, to jails down here
Why you act like you don't me?
Young Noble, Outlaw till these kill me, I'm still breathin'

Now we was "Fuck this life", I rose my right
Holdin' on a tight grip with in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm sentacle, sleep-walkin', you?
Walkin' 'round town a pound full of dinner food

a long way from a bored-day, dead away where there's war play
Fuck grands, say, rather die for my A-K
Wit' these fag ass niggaz, see-through glass ass
ride my niggaz, ghetto is mash ass niggaz, breathin'

Stress and busta free, enemies me reason
To be the last muthafucka
Bust, my automatic catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last breathin'

I walk around with a knife in my
Talkin' 'bout a bad day, I live a life that
It's a fear, and I'm losin' my hair, the houlogans
Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm

Breathin' is suicant, no one give a about me
I leaned to like it like that, when I was still mommy
Besides a that the devil run from, in the belly of the beats
That's where the fuck we come and still breathin'

And still I'm totally wasted, they me to face this
Just lost 2 of my closes man one of y'all can take
But, I'm Makaveli trained, and plain
We number 1 muthafucka, to do it again

Shit, Pac still doin' it, you can't ruin it
2 million every he drop, I know you fuckas losin' it
We movin' in for the kill, for a mill, we holdin' the steel, the wheel
I'm 'bout to give these niggaz somethin' they can

real, but we the raw on the cut
Style-bitin' line niggaz give it up
We hit 'em up

And we breathin'
And we still
And we still
be the last muthafucka breathin'

Stress and busta free, enemies me reason
To be the muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last muthafucka

Stress and free, enemies give me reason
To be the last breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while sleepin'
Now I'm the last breathin'