Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

[Hook Luu
All I is this pain in this life
And this it troubles me so
All I know is that I'm on this road
Of success so I got to get
All I know is this pain in life
And struggle it troubles me so
All I All I know

1]
Red phantom, say I look like Josh Smith from Atlanta
I do, hachoo, you, that nigga look like me
He from the G.A., and I'm M easy, Game
I do what you niggas do, that's lame
I Soo Woo my crew from the from the Burque
I Soo Woo with my crew, under Young Wayne
A motherfuckin' flame
up to my brothers name
Rockin' that red shit, wasn't fuckin' them other gangs
Most other gang's, they wasn't fuckin' me
Ain't your average motherfucker, I'm a G
I got some shit on my chest that I to get off
I got some shit for that vest that will that bullshit off
Money Madoff, Kill em like Adolf, Roy Halladay
let a fuckin' K off, and I don't take a fucking day off

2]
Cincinnati C hat, Boston B hat, them is me to Philadelphia P hats
Believe bring it to the hood so you can see that
Dumb ass like game, Where the keys at?
Automatic start, where the trees at?
Red boned bitch Alisha, where the keys at?
that, like a fucking picture
If you ain't a I ain't fucking with ya na im just fucking with ya
Stay on my hood shit, hop in the bucket ya
Throw the ski masks on and get to straight fucking ya
Ain't that some shit, that sick
You wana know how I'm livin' ask your bitch
Told you precisely how the sit, and she a nasty bitch
I came in her mouth ask her lips, you why?
Coz I had to go past them lips,
You probably paid for those ass and for

3]
Fuck the blood clock, smile for my mug shot
Can't go out like em but I love Big, I Pac
Love Fab, love kis that's where the love
Coz I sleep with the and I hug blocks
Birthed me in the drug spot, nigga a attitude
me and it's
Fuck cops, pay your gratitude
you say I'm acting Ruth
Understand I'm tryna feed my
Hati just like Compton the way I'm food
But I act a fool, put cheese on your head
Motherfucker I will Green Bay you
Have a whole team of niggas after you
Like the punt return, when will you learn
Now take your ass back to
Wait till 3-o-clock click at you
And fuck your conscience like back packers do
And I ain't Talib, Thought or Mos Def
But I've seen the deaths
And nigga I'm telling you