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Lời bài hát: Hellrazor

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Major Hell motherfuckin' yeah This one goes out to my nigga Mike Cooley Hell yeah Born thuggin', heartless and mean Muggin' at sixteen, on the scene watchin' memes Buggin', kickin' up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game that was told to me I ain't never tried to guess that I could shoot I learned not to trust a bitch from the prostitutes With taught lessons, a young nigga askin' questions While the sucker was guessin' I was gangsta Elementary wasn't meant for me, cake for credit I'm headed for the penitentiary and cuttin' class In the pumpkin blastin', straight mashin' Bombin' through the overpass laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to think of how No doubt, they jealous of a nigga's clout Tell me though, can you feel me? I keep my finger on the trigger cause some niggas tryin' to kill me And mama raised a Hellraiser Every day gettin' paid, police on my pager Straight stressin', a fugitive mob capacitin' It's under question, wanted for investigation And even though I'm marked for death I'ma smoke till I lose my breath, motherfuckers Every time I see the paper, I see my picture When the niggas gettin' bitcher, they come to get ya It's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' black Dear Lord, can you feel me? Uh, mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major, Lord be my Savior Mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major, Lord be my Savior Uh, mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major, Lord be my Savior Uh, mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major, Lord be my Savior Uh, mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major Uh, mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can you feel me? Show a sign Tell me I'm runnin' out of time Everybody's done Mama raise a Hellraiser I can't figure Why you let the police beat down niggas? I'm startin' to think All the rich in the world are safe While the poor babies Bustin' in the early graves God come save the youth Ain't nothin' else to do But have faith in you I live the life of a thug Hope you understand Forgive me for my mistakes I gotta play my hand And my hand's on the 16th shot Semi-automatic Freakin' cop killin' Glock Tell me Lord, can you feel me? Show a way I'm playin' but my enemies won't go away And everywhere I turn I see niggas burn Every nigga that I know's on death row My younger homie's 17 And he paid the price Lil' young motherfucker doin' triple life Though I tell him in his letters It's gettin' better If my nigga knew the truth He'd hit the roof Just heard your baby's mama Was smoked out ***in' drama Wanna break my logout Smokin' blood, skittin' junk Hope that tangerade gin Bout to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama raise a Hellraiser Come on Mama raise a Hellraiser Tell ya Lord, can you feel me Stress gettin' major Lord, be my savior Mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major Lord, be my savior Mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major Lord, be my savior Mama raise a Hellraiser Stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me, a young nigga Tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin' Please come and save me My whole world, I made a nigga crazy I got my three, five, seven Can't control it Screamin' Die, motherfucker And he's loaded Everybody run for cover I call *** Thug life, motherfucker Duck quick Now am I wrong? If I am, don't worry me Cause through and through I'm gettin' high Till they bury me Dear Lord, if you hear me Tell me why Little girl like Natasha Had to die She never got to see the bullets Just heard the shot Her little body Couldn't take it It shook and dropped And when I saw it On the news I said *** the girl Kill Natasha Now I'm screamin' *** the world In the end It's my friends That flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick When my *** dropped Thug life, motherfucker I lick shots Every nigga on the block Drop two cops Dear Lord, can you hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped ***ed up and high With my hands on the trigger Thug nigga Stressin' like a Motherfuckin' drug dealer And even in the darkest nights I'm a thug for life I got the heart to fight Now Momma raised a hellraiser While I cry That's just life In the ghetto Do or die

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