Luyện nghe bài hát Hellrazor

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

On the scene, watchin' 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 couldn't

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

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

They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord
Can Ya feel me? I my finger on the trigger
'Cause nigga tried to kill me
And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday gettin'

Police on my pager, stressin'
A fugitive, my occupation is under
Wanted for investigation and even though I'm marked for
I'ma spark 'til I my breath

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

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

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

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

Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin'
Mama raised a hellrazor, can't
Why you let the police down niggaz?
I'm startin' to think all the rich in the is safe
the po' babies restin' in the early graves
God, come, save the

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

Crooked cop Glock, tell me Lord
Can Ya feel me? a way
I'm prayin' but my 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
Little young motherfucker doin' triple
I tell him in his letters, it's gettin' better
If my nigga knew the he'd hit the roof
Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, the drama

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

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

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

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

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

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

Little like LaTasha, had to die
She never got to see the bullet, just heard the
Her body 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', Fuck the
In the end, my friends, that flip-flop
Lip-locked on my when my shit drop
Life, motherfucker, I lick shots

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

Stressin' like a motherfuckin' dealer
And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life
I got the to fight, now
Mama a hellrazor why cry
That's life in the ghetto, do or die