Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Easy

I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong to face the madness
Nickel bag full of sess laced with hash
calls from my niggas on the, other side
Two childhood friends died, I couldn't cry
A damn shame, when we ever change
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the
Arguments with my Boo is
I spend mo' time my niggas than I do with you
But everywhere it's the same thing, that's the
be damned if a thing changed, fuck the fame
I'll be hustling to make a mill-ion, lord
Ain't no love for us children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, time to for gas
Beep my horn for a hoochie a proper ass,
It easy, that's my motto
Tanqueray straight out the bottle
Everybody know if I'm insane
My baby mama gotta mind of silly games
And all the drama got me stressing like I'm hopeless, I cope
Me and the smoking roaches, cause we broke
Late night hanging out til the sunrise high
the cops roll by
It ain't easy, that's

It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free
It easy, being me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free

I can't niggas plotting on to kill me while I'm dreaming
Wake up sweaty and screaming, I can hear them suckers scheming
paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizing
A brother the bullet, open fire and I died
I wonder why the way it is, even now
Looking out for killer kids, cause they wild
Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga
Doing to life in San Quentin
Getting calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nothing
Yo 'Pac, do something righteous with ya
And even thou you you still a nigga, so they figure
Rather have you behind bars than
But I'm hold ya down and holla Thug Life, shots
Til I see my niggas on the block
But no it easy,
Til I see my free, on the block, oh
It ain't

It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I free
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay
It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or I stay free

Lately reminiscing
Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the block
Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys rocks
the project kid without a conscience, I'm having dreams
Of screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers
the years trying to stack a little green
I was only seventeen, I started serving fiends
And I wish there was way to stack a dollar
So my apoli', cause these hard make me wanna holler
Will I live to see tomorrow, am I off?
I hit the and then proceed to say fuck all of y'all
Ain't nobody down with me I'm thugging, I go home
'Cause think I'm bugging, so now I'm in
high powered cell at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail,
Do I do in these county
Getting and bruised by the you know who
And these fakes get to shaking when they me
Snakes ain't got enough nuts to me
Sitting in this, living hell, to niggas yell
Trying to torture em to tell, I'm mail
But ain't nobody saying much, the same old
Is making bucks while these is getting fucked
violated my probation, and it seems
I'll be on a long vacation, meanwhile
It ain't
No it ain't

It easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay
It ain't easy, me
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free