Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

I learned not to trust the bitch from the
Was taught lessons, a young nigga questions
other suckers 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', straight
Mobbin' through the overpass
While these other try to figure out, no doubt

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

nothin' else to do but have faith in You
Dear Lord, I live the of a thug, hope You understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta my hand
And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic

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

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

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

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

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

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

The whole done made a nigga crazy
I got my three-five-seven, can't it
Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded
Everybody run for cover, I shit

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

Little like LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, just heard the
Her little body take it, it shook and dropped
And I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin' 'Tasha

Now, I'm screamin', the world
In the end, it's my friends, flip-flop
Lip-locked on my dick when my shit
Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick

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

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