Luyện nghe bài hát 38

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I don't think they the time

Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the
Heard they going for the thirty
I can't lie, man shit got me thirty-eight
Red hot, on
Glass pot, on
Red dot, on
shots, on fire

Ooh oh, your boy's
And he way to flashy, got my back
Nigga I just the lot, I ain't come to play
He pull me from my dealer tag, fuck you to say
Know niggas doing ten, blame it on the yay
Clip hold half a hundred, it on the K
Still the realest nigga in it, niggas CB4
This is fuck a records, and I'm the CEO
Got stack long and wide, like some Lego blocks
This ain't even my home, this my Lego spot
You ever seen so much in a duffel bag?
Soon as you open up the zipper, the bitch double brag

I don't think they the time
Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the
they going for the thirty straight
I can't lie, man shit got me thirty-eight
Red hot, on
Glass pot, on
Red dot, on
Five shots, on

I'm in that purple Lam', looking like dirty Sprite
Catchin' passes with them birds, yeah that white
Where I'm them things hot, and that talk is cheap
And ain't nobody hearing shit, cause they to eat
All they can eat, buffet
Nigga selling anything, buffet
DB9 stupid grill, that overbite
Need me stupid deals, this shit is overpriced
Got it vacuum sealed up, that's the the scent
So much if they pull you over, smell it through the vent
If people hit them lights, I be a nervous wreck
you don't fear nothing but the lights, now that's a nervous check

That black tee with them nice
The ski mask is my
You know I your homies don't like them
If they the right price I might go 'em for you
Take ya out and you ok
Niggas took a stand on that case
Got murked out chillin' at a house
seen the look on that ho face
When we the doors off the hinge
Niggas that don't walled out to win
Six feet deep when you a nigga 'sleep in the streets
Man I bet he won't off again
Niggas took a Chevy and off the lid
a hundred pounds and balled off the bitch
A hundred shots will hold off the picks
'Til my homeboy Will get off his bid
still do stickups
Two Mossberg pumps in the
Everybody keep cool cause if anybody move
The bust shots will tear whole clique up
Niggas get rushed out the lift up, lift off
Face in his ribcage, off
tax 30 badges for the 36
I'd rather rob and steal than flip soft I'mma stay on,