Luyện nghe bài hát From Adam

Here we go
Ten later
You know what Uhm
(I know)
it
Ayo C
Give me that Jamison and pickle juice
you
I got shit on my mind
(I know)

My nigga Frog dead, dog
shot my little nigga in his head, dog
You heard what the fuck I said, dog?
Walk inside my closet like everything red, dog
If you seen your best stiff, you would cry too
Sometimes I don't even wanna be a
Then I think it like, fuck everything blue
Who killed my brother?
(I know)
Who killed G man too? The I seen men do
If I told you, I'd have me in cement shoes
See Compton shit really
And I've been at the bottom of the pits, me?
I had some real niggas try to kill me
Fake in my crew
Crip niggas more loyal a few of my Piru
I done shot, had a surgery or two
Above the rim like Pac, I'm like at the troops
I can't lie, time I see Suge my heart beat
Cause I don't know if I should dap him or let the hawk
Wilmington and Brazil, nigga my cross streets
And who gon' take it me?

think they know me
But they do not me
I do not know me
Who my homie?
I know names
explain
I can kill you but nothing gon' change
But I might do it
You die any way
I'm die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
is the day
is the day

I was playing Madden then I heard a
Everybody I got shot but this for niggas that forgot
I thank God that I got set up
When you twice in the chest, it's kinda hard to keep your head up
one: the homies never came to see me
Suspect two: Red hid my gun the TV
Suspect three: I was beefing with this in my apartment
started cause we fought and he couldn't see me
There's usually ten niggas in our dope
Cold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Stop
I usually play with the gun cocked
I'm cool with taking mine, but I other niggas' gunshots
Chest open, I'm tryna fight, but my lungs not
Hole in my bout the size of a Kumquat
I who shot me cause I shot them
But who set me up? I ain't but
(I know)

think they know me
But do not know me
'Cause I do not me
Who killed my
I wanna know
Click-clack
I can kill you but ain't nothing change
But I might do it
You die any way
I'm die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
is the day
is the day

Let me tell you how I met my nigga
Shit, he ain't always have a back
When I met him, he was standing behind
And everything is all good you banging for your hood

That nigga Wack got my and came through
Now let me tell you the type of the Game do
He walked in the where I was spitting
Gave him ten thousand, couldn't even finish his fuckin'
I ain't owe him shit, but real real
Now we two red-nosed Pits
Cross him, you gotta me
And forget about where my nigga AR be
He be in the cut, that nuts, don't give a fuck
Love his Game to death, and he mean it from the guts
Blood, what's up? Which one of you dumb wanna try us?
(I know)