Luyện nghe bài hát See No Evil

I don't the XXL
Tote the .45 to church, I'm destined for hell, oh well
Blood tears off the face of my Piece
It's bloodshed, feel the in my city streets
I'm from the crack of them streets
Used to crack in them city streets, born in Blood nigga
In a coma days, life of a thug nigga
Momma ain't show, grandma almost the plugged the nigga
Used to pull the gun out, just of 'cause niggas
Five to the head 'cause I'm a Blood nigga
Nothin' brewing but suwoo'ing the fuck I'm from
You lucky if you it out of Compton, ask Andre Young
Smell the scent of dead bodies ridin' down Green
No peace so don't get up with no piece
Fuck Fatburger, we cooking that real
mourning they sons, I'm talking real grief
Real funerals of them lost
Trying to be generals, be missing your now, huh
Say a blessing when you die in ya sleep
'Cause the coroner need no sheets, capishe
I'm sayin', playing, wrap him up in what he lay in
Fold a nigga arms, now a caskets what he in
Compton raised me
Can't tell my grandma nothing bout her baby, you

I said she see no
She knock it at all
You want to see tomorrow, you not to talk
Say we on our way now, I'ma see you
And when ask you questions, you just answer
happened then?
What happened

I live this life at a that anyone can go
Know your place and dedicate your role, to the faith you'll die alone
your steps when I do step in a fire of broken bones
And I require my heart's and when I reap what I sew
I bought my momma a Benz, my a jag
A cut for my dogs with a full of glass
But still I be feeling like of my light never casts
Out of black cloud that's been watered down since my first chopper blast
But fuck that, I'm not worried, even when
Skirt off makin' them hurt off I should have them in a hurry
Dirt off all my fingers, dirt all of 'em gon' is gone
Shirt off when precesure, resuscitation came
I need you to keep as a mouse
Which is ironic 'cause is what I'm talking about
I'm hearin' the of gun fire
The whispers, the silent cries even I know it's an eye for an eye

I said she see no
She gonna it at all
You want to see tomorrow, you promise not to
Say we on our way now, see you again
And when they ask you questions, you just
What then?
What then?

I was born a soldier, ride or die for
Tattoo tears and a trying to get me life
Heaven can you hear me, 'cause I know Hell can't
So Heaven can you heal, I'm just a man

You want to go to Compton? Nigga I'll you there
Hub City bodies get burnt here
Respect the code, a nigga's calling the pen
neck-ties on the outside from within
And then, momma never see you again
to never wake up plastered in MAC make-up, huh
Niggas can't hear you talking the sky
And only five olds see your ghost when you die, no lie
Karma catches up to all you head
2 shots in that head, Griselda Blanco
Shit get real though inside the though
Nigga living that life and get killed slow
Ask Wack and Draws if a run the streets
My grandmother's saved you niggas I never wanted peace"
Los Angeles, I'm the motherfucking king
No first 48 'cause motherfuckers don't sing

I said she see no
She gonna it at all
You to see tomorrow, you promise not to talk
Say we on our way now, I'ma see you
And when they ask you questions, you just
happened then?
What then?