Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

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

I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' 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 feel me? I my finger on the trigger
'Cause some tried to kill me
And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday paid

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 lose my

Motherfuckers, time I see the paper
I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer
come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap
And they why it's hard bein' black
Lord can Ya feel 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 gettin'
Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major
Lord, be my Savior, uh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now, I'm screamin', the world
In the end, my friends, that flip-flop
on my dick when my shit drop
Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick

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

Stressin' like a drug dealer
And in the darkest 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