Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

Deuce, deuce revolver was my problem
Had a def girl, didn't wanna involve her
In the of a gangster, use to rob bankster
But now I'm locked up, I'm a punk low rankster

Jail cells know me too damn
Seems like I've built on my own personal hell
No matter how high I climbed, I always fell
I guess a lot of got this story to tell
No matter how cold you roll, you simply win
It's fun in the beginning but pain in the end

Pain, pain, pain,

Organized crimer, big finder
In and out of institutions, ever since I was a
But now I'm on the bricks, in the mix
Crime smarts searching hard for new street tricks

I think I'll join a gang, a little cane
Put a beeper on my and get myself a name
Fresh sneakers, shirts, 24-7 work
Nine to to survive, you gotta be a jerki

I clock two grand a day, yet I was born to
Who me at Micky It wouldn't work, no way
I'm a big haver but not the last laugher
For me infamy makes me no

Custody my dreams, nightmares of capture
Paranoid of surveillance, of cameras
My banks but so are my fears
Past proved players live limited years

But I'm unlike the rest, to be the best
money, true wealth my eternal quest
I all night long, there ain't no gain in rest
12 gauge range, bloods on my chest

I looked into his face, I thought he was my
My boy had me set up, this wound would mend
No matter who you trust, you simply win
It's always fun in the but it's pain in the end

Pain, pain, pain,

rope wearer, neighborhood terror
Can't around my mother 'cause she says I scare her
Got a light from too much pool side sittin'
Cordless phone keeps me on 'cause ain't no quittin'

Mind's in a money mode, like it should explode
Girlies on my jammie, got a overload
Young messiah, professional liar
19 gotta Benz, 21 retire

Crazy money, it funny, suckers lovin' my jock
But there's some at my door that didn't even knock
Task boomin', doggin' my crib out, can't shout
F.B.I. got a gun in my

Threw me on the floor, called my girl a
Pulled ten G's out my and was lookin' for more
Cracked my safe with an axe, then out to the max
When they seem my money kickin' it in G stacks

Booked me on ten counts, with of different amounts
The charges stuck like glue, some I couldn't pronounce
They threw my ass the book, my wa surely took
And then they gave my girl, ten years for hangin' out with a

She played the herself, fast lane quick wealth
No respect for the law or the health
The sweat of hustlers is not reserved for men
It's always fun in the beginning but it's in the end

Pain, pain, pain, pain,