Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

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

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class
And I'm buckin', blastin', straight
Mobbin' the overpass laughin'
While these motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt

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

on my pager, straight stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is under
Wanted for investigation and even I'm marked for death
spark '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, it's like a trap
And they why it's hard bein' black
Dear Lord can Ya feel me? major, uh

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

Damn, we're running outta time, 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
the po' babies restin' in the early graves
God, come, the youth

Ain't nothin' else to do but faith in You
Dear Lord, I the life of a thug, hope You understand
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 go away
And I turn, I see niggaz burn

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

Wanna break my Loc out, smokin'
drunk off that Tanqueray gin
'Bout to 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

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

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

The whole world done made a crazy
I got my three-five-seven, control it
Screamin' die and he's loaded
Everybody run for cover, I shit

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

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

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

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

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