Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin',
This one goes out to my nigga, Coolin', hell, yeah
Mama raised a hellrazor, thuggin'
Heartless and mean, at sixteen

On the scene, watchin' buggin'
Kickin' up with the older G's
Soakin' up the that was told to me
I ain't touched a gat that I couldn't shoot

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

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin'
And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin'
Mobbin' through the laughin'
While these other try to figure out, no doubt

They jealous of a nigga's clout, me Lord
Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger
'Cause some nigga tried to me
And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday paid

Police on my pager, stressin'
A fugitive, my is under question
Wanted for investigation and even I'm marked for death
I'ma spark I lose my breath

Motherfuckers, every I see the paper
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin'
They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap
And wonder why it's hard bein' black
Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh

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

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

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

Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin'
raised a hellrazor, can't figure
Why you let the police down niggaz?
I'm startin' to all the rich in the world is safe
While the po' restin' in the early graves
God, come, save the

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

Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me
Can Ya me? Show a way
I'm prayin' but my enemies go away
And I turn, I see niggaz burn

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

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

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

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

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

The whole world done a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, control it
Screamin' die motherfucker and he's
Everybody run for cover, I cause

Thug Life motherfucker, duck,
Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me
Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me
Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why

Little like LaTasha, had to die
She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot
Her little body take it, it shook and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 'Tasha

Now, I'm screamin', the world
In the end, my friends, that flip-flop
Lip-locked on my when my shit drop
Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots

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

Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug
And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life
I got the to fight, now
raised a hellrazor why cry
That's just in the ghetto, do or die