Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Easy

I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the
Nickel bag full of weed laced with hash
Phone from my niggas on the, other side
Two childhood friends died, I couldn't cry
A damn shame, will we ever change
And remains from a twelve gauge to the brain
with my Boo is true
I mo' time with my niggas than I do with you
But everywhere the same thing, that's the game
I'll be damned if a thing changed, the fame
I'll be to make a mill-ion, lord knows
no love for us ghetto children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, to stop for gas
Beep my horn for a hoochie a proper ass,
It ain't easy, my motto
Drinking straight out the bottle
wanna know if I'm insane
My baby mama mind full of silly games
And all the drama got me like I'm hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the smoking roaches, cause we broke
Late night hanging out til the getting high
the cops roll by
It ain't easy, right

It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay

I can't sleep niggas on to kill me while I'm dreaming
Wake up sweaty and screaming, cause I can hear them scheming
paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizing
A bite the bullet, open fire and I died
I wonder why the way it is, even now
Looking out for these killer kids, cause they
Bill Clinton can you recognize a representing
Doing twenty to life in San
Getting calls my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nothing nice
Yo 'Pac, do something righteous with ya
And even thou you innocent you a nigga, so they figure
Rather you behind bars than triggers
But I'm hold ya down and holla Life, licking shots
Til I see my free on the block
But no it easy,
Til I see my free, on the block, oh
It ain't

It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It easy, being me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free

Lately been
Bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the
Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang
It's the kid without a conscience, I'm having dreams
Of hearing screams at my concerts, me all my childhood
Through the years trying to stack a little
I was only seventeen, when I started fiends
And I wish there was way to stack a dollar
So my apoli', cause hard times make me wanna holler
Will I to see tomorrow, am I falling off?
I hit the weed and proceed to say fuck all of y'all
Ain't nobody down with me I'm thugging, I can't go
'Cause think I'm bugging, so now I'm in
high powered cell at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge, post no bail, what
Do I do in these blues
Getting battered and bruised by the you who
And these get to shaking when they face me
ain't got enough nuts to replace me
Sitting in this, living hell, to niggas yell
Trying to torture em to tell, I'm getting
But ain't nobody saying much, the old nuts
Is making while these sluts is getting fucked
They my probation, and it seems
be going on a long vacation, meanwhile
It ain't
No it ain't

It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free