Luyện nghe bài hát Many Men

Man we go get something to eat man
I'm hungry as a

Hey yo man, damn what's homie so long son?

50, down, here he come

the fuck!?

Son, up! pull up!

Many men, wish upon me
Blood in my eye dog and I see
I'm to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas trying to take my life
I put a in nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk me
'Cause I'll come and take life away

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish 'pon me
Lord I cry no more
look to the sky no more
Have on me

Now these niggas putting money on my head
Go on and get refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that been found
I'm the underground king and I been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every
I'm the greatest, something Ali in his prime
I the block with the bundles
I've knocked on the humble
Swing the ox I rumble
your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go 'head, your head
Turn back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on waist, chip on my
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, beef ain't over

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish death me
Lord I don't cry no
Don't to the sky no more
Have on me
Have mercy on my
Somewhere my turned cold
Have on many men
Many, many, many, men
Wish death me

days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, life is hard
leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and
For the on lock, doing life behind bars
I see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a years
I'm like in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you me to die homie?

Many men, many, many, many, men
death 'pon me
Lord I cry no more
look to the sky no more
Have on me
Have on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned
Have on many men
Many, many, many, men
death upon me

Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing
I know he protecting me, but I stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas pulling techs on me
Psych says some dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, Pac got shot
I got a kite from the that told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no
Don't to the sky no more
Have on me
Have on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned
Have on many men
Many, many, many, men
Wish death me