Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

Major, hell, motherfuckin',
one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah
Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin'
and mean, muggin' at sixteen

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

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

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

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

on my pager, straight stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is question
Wanted for investigation and even I'm marked for death
spark 'til 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 hard bein' black
Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh

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

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

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

Damn, we're running time, everybody's dyin'
Mama raised a hellrazor, can't
Why you let the police beat down
I'm to think all the rich in the world is safe
While the po' babies in the early graves
God, come, the youth

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

Crooked cop Glock, tell me Lord
Can Ya feel me? a way
I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go
And I turn, I see niggaz burn

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

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

C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor
Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? 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, stress major
Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me
A young nigga tryin' to make it on rough streets
I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me

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

Thug Life motherfucker, duck,
Now, am I If I am, don't worry me
Do or die gettin' high the bury me
Lord, if Ya hear me, tell me why

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

Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the
In the end, it's my friends, 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 nigga be strapped, fucked up and
With my hands on the trigger, thug

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