Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost

The only way, for me to come back, is by
That's it! All motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin back mine

motherfuckers can't stop me
Even if I die, I'm be a fuckin problem
Do you in ghosts, motherfucker?
Real black ghosts
me?

Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops fade me
Mama tried to me, but had too many babies
was a motherfuckin, joke
Used to dope in his coat
And nearly choked he'd tell me not to smoke
Daaamn, get me started
My mama smoked so God damn
she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I sleep, can't peep
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five
at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the
See the blood in the hall the murder scene
Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I take you a ghetto nigga's lullabye
On the corner, where the slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that watch they back
(Five-OH!) I daydream about the world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the swirl
My mausberg goes BOOM, what's plug
Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other
(GIVE IT UP NIGGA) run out of breath
Every step could be death you blast
And be the last nigga left, then I'll be

Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto lullabye
Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto lullabye

A seven-deuce full of niggaz by
Thought I was the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces familiar
Everybody swear they know the nigga gonna, kill ya
Don't murder me me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace,
Back to niggaz in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the window to let it loose, what could I do?
Run for cover and fire
DIE MOTHERFUCKIN DIE, yo' ass fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I
An empty clip, hit the ground as a dash
On my ass was the motherfuckin now
breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet by
Still like a nigga got nine lives
Don't know why but I'm runnin to my fuckin
Took a shot, tired of runnin the niggaz and the cops
to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE ON!)
And then we'll be

Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
Don't cry, ask why, and try not to die
As I you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye

FUCK THE NIGGA!laughing