Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

I learned not to the bitch from the prostitutes
Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions
While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin'
wasn't meant for me, can't regret it

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin'
And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin'
Mobbin' through the laughin'
While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no

They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me
Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger
'Cause some nigga tried to me
And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid

Police on my pager, stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is under
for investigation and even though I'm marked for death
I'ma spark I lose my breath

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

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

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

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

Ain't nothin' else to do but have in You
Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You
Forgive me for my mistakes, I play my hand
And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic

Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me
Can Ya me? Show a way
I'm prayin' but my enemies go away
And I turn, I see niggaz burn

Every nigga that I know's on row
My younger homie's seventeen and he a price
Little motherfucker doin' triple life
Though I tell him in his letters, gettin' better
If my nigga the truth he'd hit the roof
Just heard ya baby's mama was out, fuck the drama

Wanna break my Loc out, blunts
Gettin' drunk off that gin
'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen
Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,

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

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

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

The whole world done a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, control it
Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded
Everybody run for cover, I cause

Thug Life motherfucker, duck,
Now, am I If I am, don't worry me
Do or die gettin' 'til 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', the world
In the end, it's my friends, that
Lip-locked on my dick when my drop
Life, motherfucker, I lick shots

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

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