Luyện nghe bài hát N Da Closet

5:30 in the morning and I haven't been to
A pair of raggedly ass Pro on my feet
Ten dollars in my and now I'm on the creep
To the double up 'cos the shit is comin' cheap

It's 1984 and the is all fat
Southern California L.A. is it's at
I'm smokin' like a choo choo train
Big cocaine my brain aah

But nobody knows I'm on the hype
Use to be in cream now I hit the pipe
sucked in, yellow tooth grin
No bitches, no friends, no to spend

I'm stuck like a rat in a sticky ass
And I sold but my motherfuckin' gat
I got a habit like a rabbit and I stop it
But I 'cos I'm locked n da closet

Oh make me wanna holler, right my life
Oh me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh me wanna holler, right into my life
homey

No rehabilitation, no to talk to
Doin' crimes on every fuckin' I can walk to
I still get props in the hood when I by
'Cos don't know that I'm smokin' like Popeye

in the kitchen cookin' rice
Daddy's in the pen life
Sister gotta husband, she's a
And I'm in the hittin' the pipe

It's been or four months since I started usin'
It's a uphill and now I know I'm losin'
I go to the where my face ain't familiar
And I cook here jack 'cos I don't know niggas

I'm livin' a peasant and it ain't pleasant
I think I need to my direction
I got the five dollar piece now I'm all in the
In the dark I'm locked n da closet

Someone's knockin' at the door, somebody's a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet, somebody's goin' to
Do me a favor, open the and let 'em have it
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah,

One year done passed and now I'm lookin'
Disgusted because my own don't trust me
My sister's on the 'cos she knows I'm on the hit
And I can't take shit

a rumor goin' round that I'm puffin heavily
And my is lookin' at me crazy, G
I guess they figured out I broke in they house
And all they shit while they was out

My sister told my aunt and my told Pam
And Pam let it to that bitch Roxanne
Roxanne told Bill and Bill Duke
Now the hood knows that I play the flute

But before I my respect
I didda lick dumb ass on a jet, shit
Now I'm back to life, yeah I'm back to
no side effects or technicalities

There's one thing about it your life is fucked
At the the only way to go is up, aah
No more cocaine
I kick the door off the motherfuckin' hinges, I'm out the

Someone's knockin' at the door, somebody's a bell
Somebody's n da closet, somebody's goin' to hell
Do me a favor, the door and let 'em have it
And let 'em it

Someone's at the door, somebody's ringin' a bell
locked n da closet, somebody's goin' to hell
Do me a favor, the door and let 'em have it
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah,