Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin',
one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah
Mama raised a hellrazor, born
Heartless and mean, muggin' at

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

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

I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class
And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin'
Mobbin' through the laughin'
While other 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 a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid

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

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

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

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

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

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

nothin' else to do but have faith in You
Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my
And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,

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

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

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

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

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

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

The world done made a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, can't it
Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded
run for cover, I cause shit

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

Little girl LaTasha, had to die
She got to see the bullet, just heard the shot
Her little body couldn't it, it shook and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin'

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

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

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