Luyện nghe bài hát From Adam

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

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

They they know me
But they do not me
'Cause I do not me
Who my homie?
I wanna know
Click-clack
I can kill you but ain't 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 a knock
Everybody know I got but this for niggas that forgot
Sometimes I God that I got set up
you shot twice in the chest, it's kinda hard to keep your head up
Suspect one: the homies never to see me
two: Red hid my gun behind the TV
Suspect three: I was beefing with this in my apartment
Shit started cause we fought and he see me
usually ten niggas in our dope spot
Cold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Wing
I usually play Xbox the gun cocked
I'm cool with taking mine, but I took other gunshots
wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my lungs not
Hole in my chest bout the size of a
I know who shot me cause I shot
But who set me up? I tripping but
(I know)

They think know me
But they do not me
'Cause I do not me
Who killed my
I wanna know
explain
I can you but ain't nothing gonna 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 have a nigga back
When I met him, he was standing Suge
And everything is all good when you banging for hood

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