Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin',
This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell,
Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin'
and mean, muggin' at sixteen

On the scene, fiends buggin'
Kickin' up dust with the G's
Soakin' up the game that was to me
I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot

I not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes
Was taught lessons, a nigga askin' questions
While suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin'
Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't it

I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class
And I'm buckin', blastin', straight
Mobbin' through the laughin'
While these motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt

jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord
Can Ya feel me? I keep my finger on the
'Cause some nigga to kill me
And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid

Police on my pager, straight
A fugitive, my occupation is under
Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death
I'ma spark 'til I lose my

Motherfuckers, time I see the paper
I see my picture, when a gettin' richer
They come to get ya, it's like a trap
And they wonder why it's hard black
Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

raised a hellrazor
Dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a

Damn, running outta time, everybody's dyin'
Mama raised a hellrazor, figure
Why you let the beat down niggaz?
I'm startin' to think all the in the world is safe
While the po' babies in the early graves
God, come, save the

Ain't else to do but have faith in You
Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta my hand
And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic

Crooked cop Glock, tell me Lord
Can Ya feel me? a way
I'm but my enemies won't go away
And everywhere I turn, I see niggaz

Every nigga I know's on death row
My younger homie's and he paid a price
young motherfucker doin' triple life
Though I tell him in his letters, it's gettin'
If my nigga knew the truth he'd hit the
heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama

Wanna break my Loc out, blunts
drunk off that Tanqueray gin
'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen
Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah

C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor
Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major
Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me
A young nigga tryin' to it on these rough streets
I'm on my knees beggin', Please come and me

The whole world made a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, can't it
Screamin' die and he's loaded
Everybody run for cover, I shit

Thug Life motherfucker, duck,
Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me
Do or die high 'til the bury me
Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why

Little girl LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, just heard the
Her little couldn't take it, it shook and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta killin' 'Tasha

Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the
In the end, it's my friends, flip-flop
Lip-locked on my dick when my drop
Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots

Every nigga on my block dropped two
Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? I die
Let a be strapped, fucked up and high
With my on the trigger, thug nigga

like a motherfuckin' drug dealer
And even in the darkest nights, I'm a for life
I got the to fight, now
Mama raised a why cry
just life in the ghetto, do or die