Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

I learned not to trust the bitch the prostitutes
Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin'
While other suckers was guessin', I was ganked for
Elementary 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 other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt

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

Police on my pager, stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is question
Wanted for investigation and even though I'm marked for
I'ma spark 'til I my breath

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

Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
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 a hellrazor
Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin'
Tell me Lord, can Ya 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 to think all the rich in the world is safe
While the po' restin' in the early graves
God, come, the youth

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

Crooked cop killin' Glock, me Lord
Can Ya me? Show a way
I'm prayin' but my won't go away
And everywhere I turn, I see burn

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

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

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

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

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

The whole world done made a nigga
I got my three-five-seven, control it
die motherfucker and he's loaded
Everybody run for cover, I shit

Life motherfucker, duck, quick
Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me
Do or die high 'til the bury me
Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, me why

Little girl LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, just 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', Fuck the
In the end, it's my friends, that
on my dick when my shit drop
Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick

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

Stressin' like a drug 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