Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

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

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

I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin'
And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin'
Mobbin' the overpass laughin'
While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no

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

Police on my pager, straight
A fugitive, my occupation is under
Wanted for investigation and though I'm marked for death
I'ma spark I lose my breath

Motherfuckers, every time I see the
I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer
They to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap
And they wonder why it's bein' black
Dear can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, 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, 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
Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a

Damn, running outta time, everybody's dyin'
Mama a hellrazor, can't figure
Why you let the police beat down
I'm startin' to think all the in the world is safe
While the po' restin' in the early graves
God, come, save the

Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You
Dear Lord, I live the 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 killin' Glock, tell me
Can Ya feel me? a way
I'm prayin' but my won't go away
And everywhere I turn, I see burn

Every nigga that I know's on row
My younger homie's seventeen and he a price
Little young motherfucker doin' triple
I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' better
If my nigga knew the truth hit the roof
Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, the drama

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

C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor
Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major
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

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

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

Thug motherfucker, duck, quick
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 when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin'

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 shots

Every nigga on my 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' drug
And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life
I got the to fight, now
Mama raised a why cry
That's life in the ghetto, do or die