Luyện nghe bài hát Everywhere I Go

[My
It deep
Share it me!

1: 2Pac:]
They'll never me alive
I'm gettin' high my four-five
Cocked on these suckas, to die
as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus
I was a fool all through high school up dust
But now I'm as a trouble maker who can you blame?
Smokin' weed me take away the pain
So I'm
down the freeway swervin, don't worry
I'm about to crash up on the curb, cause my visions
Maybe if they tried to me
should I do?
I had to feed my fuckin'
What could I do?
But be a
Out with the homies
Fuck with them phonies in the clubs
Got my mind on
been a stranger to homicide
My full of gang bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an early
He was so
But still a of the 12 gauge
My of a corpse
Mind of sick thoughts
And I ain't back to court
So what you thought
I'm hennessey
from my enemies
Will I to be 23?
There's so pain

I go
I see the
Covering
I go
I go
Trouble seems to me
Blood in my
I go

[Verse 2:
What would you do, if you make it to the NBA?
What would you do, if you couldn't sing, a Mary J?
would you do, if you couldn't hit a white ball, like Tyga?
If you wanted to model, but you wasn't skinny like
What if you wanted to be
But the thing to him, was a pack of M&M's?
You can be Eminem, and I got
Or you be Obama, and bring back troops
Or you could be Osama, and tear off
Or be Corporate America, and reject all
Be the fly on the woodgrain, my Coop
Or be the sole, my shoe
So you can see where I walk, you can see where I
See my father raping my sister when she was ten
9, 8, 7, 6, NASA take me away, a bitch

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I go
Trouble to find me
in my eyes
I go

[Verse 3:
They got me mobbin' I'm
Loc'ed and ready to get my on
I load my clip and slip my gloves on
I ain't to blast on these suckas if they test me
Trust, I got my Glock playa if they press me
on motherfuckers with a - paaassion
Better cause I ain't lookin when I'm - blaaastin'
I'm a nuttin, drinkin' and gettin' high
On the for my enemies
Don't die
Tell me why cause this stress is gettin'
A buck-fifty across the face with my
can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone
Keep my brain on the and stay head strong
sorry bastards
Want to kill me in my sleep but will can I see
And everyday just a struggle
Steady thuggin' on the
And I'll be loc
Don't let 'em you worry
Keep swingin' at these suckas till you
I was to raise hell
A nigga from the
to mutha I'm tough
I'm dust up
Ready to
I'm on the steady muggin' mean
Until they me
be livin this life
I know you me
so much pain

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