Luyện nghe bài hát From Adam

Here we go
Ten later
You know what Uhm
(I know)
it
Ayo C
Give me that Jamison and that pickle
you
I got some on my mind
(I know)

My little nigga dead, dog
They my little nigga in his head, dog
You what the fuck I just said, dog?
Walk inside my closet like everything red, dog
If you seen your friend stiff, you would cry too
Sometimes I don't even be a Piru
Then I think about it like, everything blue
Who killed my motherfuckin'
(I know)
Who killed G man too? The I seen men do
If I told you, I'd have me floating in shoes
See ain't shit really
And I've been at the bottom of the pits, me?
I done had some niggas try to kill me
Fake niggas in my
Crip more loyal than a few of my Piru
I been shot, had a surgery or two
Above the rim Pac, I'm like birdie at the troops
I can't lie, every I see Suge my heart beat
Cause I don't know if I should dap him or let the hawk
Wilmington and Brazil, nigga my cross streets
And who gon' take it me?

They think know me
But do not know me
I do not know me
Who killed my
I know names
Click-clack
I can kill you but ain't nothing gon'
But I do it anyway
You die any way
I'm die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
is the day
is the day

I was playing Madden then I a knock
know I got shot but this for niggas that forgot
Sometimes I God that I got set up
When you shot in the chest, it's kinda hard to keep your head up
Suspect the homies never came to see me
Suspect Red hid my gun behind the TV
three: I was beefing with this Crip in my apartment
Shit started cause we and he couldn't see me
usually ten niggas in our dope spot
Cold ass night, I'm like a at Wing Stop
I play Xbox with the gun cocked
I'm cool with taking mine, but I took niggas' gunshots
Chest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my not
Hole in my bout the size of a Kumquat
I who shot me cause I shot them
But who set me up? I ain't but
(I know)

think they know me
But they do not me
'Cause I do not me
Who my homie?
I wanna names
Click-clack
I can kill you but nothing gonna change
But I might do it
You die any way
I'm die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
is the day
is the day

Let me you how I met my nigga Wack
Shit, he always have a nigga back
When I met him, he was behind Suge
And everything is all when you banging for your hood

That nigga Wack got my and came through
Now let me tell you the type of shit the do
He walked in the booth I was spitting
Gave him ten thousand, couldn't even his fuckin' sentence
I ain't owe him shit, but real recognize
Now we like two red-nosed
him, you gotta cross me
And don't forget about my nigga AR be
He be in the cut, that niggas nuts, give a fuck
Love his Game to death, and he mean it from the guts
Blood, what's up? Which one of you dumb mothafuckas try us?
(I know)