Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Easy

I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong to face the madness
Nickel bag full of sess laced with hash
Phone calls from my niggas on the, side
Two childhood just died, I couldn't cry
A damn shame, when we ever change
And remains from a twelve gauge to the brain
Arguments with my Boo is
I spend mo' with my niggas than I do with you
But everywhere it's the thing, that's the game
I'll be damned if a thing changed, the fame
I'll be hustling to make a mill-ion, lord
Ain't no for us ghetto children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, time to for gas
my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass,
It easy, that's my motto
Drinking Tanqueray out the bottle
Everybody know if I'm insane
My baby gotta mind full of silly games
And all the got me stressing like I'm hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the smoking roaches, cause we broke
Late hanging out til the sunrise getting high
Watching the cops by
It ain't easy, that's

It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free

I can't sleep niggas plotting on to kill me I'm dreaming
Wake up sweaty and screaming, cause I can hear them scheming
Probably paranoid, is, them punks be fantasizing
A brother the bullet, open fire and I died
I wonder why this the way it is, now
Looking out for these killer kids, cause wild
Clinton can you recognize a nigga representing
Doing twenty to life in San
calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nothing nice
Yo 'Pac, do something righteous ya life
And thou you innocent you still a nigga, so they figure
Rather have you behind than triggers
But I'm hold ya down and holla Thug Life, licking
Til I see my free on the block
But no it easy,
Til I see my free, on the block, oh
It ain't

It ain't easy, me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free
It ain't easy, me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay

been reminiscing
Bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the
Keep an eye on the while D-Boys slang rocks
the project kid without a conscience, I'm having dreams
Of hearing screams at my concerts, me all my peers
Through the years trying to stack a green
I was seventeen, when I started serving fiends
And I wish there was way to stack a dollar
So my apoli', cause hard times make me wanna holler
Will I live to see tomorrow, am I off?
I hit the weed and then to say fuck all of y'all
nobody down with me I'm thugging, I can't go home
'Cause think I'm bugging, so now I'm in
This high powered at the county jail
Punk got a grudge, can't post no bail, what
Do I do in county blues
battered and bruised by the you know who
And these fakes get to shaking when face me
Snakes ain't got nuts to replace me
Sitting in this, living hell, listening to niggas
Trying to torture em to tell, I'm getting
But ain't nobody saying much, the same old
Is bucks while these sluts is getting fucked
They violated my probation, and it
I'll be going on a vacation, meanwhile
It easy
No it easy

It easy, being me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free
It ain't easy, me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free