Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches 2

I once knew brother
Who I was cool with me
Chilled out
Even to school with me
Fly nigga, my ace coon
We used to low together
dice in the bathroom
You trouble
Well you found
'Cause we diss ya, then
The critical beat
He needed
I would always through
Needed a car he use mine too
But this
Out on the
say he was riffin'
Callin' me a
Talkin' how foul I'm livin'
heard him
Poppin' that last week
Frontin' for some
From some big butt
I'm his worker
I was on his
Talkin' that old weak assed shit
And after all of
She still away
How ya diss your boy
To get some
And I stepped to him about it
He said, who

Yo, how did he go
He went out like a
So
We just talkin' 'bout you
'Cause some of you
Is too

I knew this brother named
Stong
He meet a girl, in minutes he lay her
Trucked jewels
smothered in ice
Been to not once, but twice
Kept a stupid posse
of thugs and
Crooks and
And vet
Who were up to no
But they all stood him
And his back
That's the way
To on the track
But yo
Mitch got rushed by the feds last
snatched by the trunk
Of his white
Took a inside
And did they see
Two and a gallon of P.C.P
Oh shit, the thought
Mitch's
Three strikes, that's
Habitual
So of goin' under
He snitched on his posse
Maxed at the
And sipped and Rossi
Sold out his whole
That rat Mitch

Yo, how did he go
He went out like a
So
We just talkin' 'bout you
'Cause some of niggas
Is too

I this guy
was never that fly
Couldn't act
Even he tried
When we rough
He always
When he told stories, he lied
A black
Who was missin' the cool
He had the
But was missin' the true
When we fight
He always go down quick
So he took
And he still got his ass
But now he's
And he kicks his ass
Says it comes problems
he had in the past
Doesn't like
Claims he's upper
Joined the police, got a badge
Now he the streets
And he's out to
Doggin' young
they usually don't fight back
Got a white
And he for that
And every
head they crack
So now big man
But he really ain't

Yo, how did he go
He out like a bitch
So
We ain't talkin' 'bout you
a lot of this pigs
Are too

Out one with my crew
And new kid
I know homeboy, but evil E did
So I he was cool
We in his ride
Rag top tray on
Lifted to side
We hit the deep
Niggas was me
You could the vibe
Of thick
was on, some O.G shit
I put my to the wall
And my pistol grip
All of a
started trippin'
Flippin', the record skippin'
Wildin', fools started up
Gats
The room smokin' up
Me and he hit the
And the back door
My boys let off an automatic
But when we made it out to the
It was gone, we had to it out
by side
Punk left us there to die in a

Yo, how did he go
He went out a bitch
So
We ain't talkin' 'bout you
'Cause you ass niggas
Is too

So if wonderin'
Why we are at you
if you thought
You always a brother
got a lot of money
But you 'cause
Yo lad you know what I be
I'ma tell you

You act you can fight
But there's a real fight
You out that
Your do it eyes, I'ma do it eyes
No, you ain't, man
No, you ain't
A think you've got back up
But you really
You why
I wouldn't hit you with my fist
I'd smack that out of you

I the real brothers