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' buggin'
Kickin' up dust the older G's
Soakin' up the that was told to me
I ain't touched a gat that I couldn't shoot

I learned not to trust the bitch from the
Was taught lessons, a young nigga questions
While other was guessin', I was ganked for sexin'
Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't it

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class
And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin'
through the overpass laughin'
While these other motherfuckers try to out, no doubt

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

on my pager, straight stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is question
Wanted for and even though I'm marked for death
I'ma 'til I lose my breath

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

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

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

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

Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin'
Mama raised a hellrazor, figure
Why you let the police down niggaz?
I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is
While the po' restin' in the early graves
God, come, save the

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 gotta play my
And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,

Crooked cop Glock, tell 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 that I on death row
My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a
Little young motherfucker doin' triple
Though I tell him in his letters, it's better
If my nigga knew the truth he'd hit the
Just ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the drama

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

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

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

The whole world done a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, can't it
Screamin' die motherfucker and he's
Everybody run for cover, I cause

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

Little like LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, just the shot
Her little couldn't take it, it shook and dropped
And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 'Tasha

Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the
In the end, my friends, that flip-flop
Lip-locked on my dick when my shit
Life, motherfucker, I lick shots

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

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