Luyện nghe bài hát Damn

My niggas, Coka
Its 101, nigga
I you niggas, my sons

The penalty is death and I'm inflictin' the
And the best of the couldn't mess with the boogie down Bronxster
It's heavy catchin' beef with Joe
But my man, get caught up in these streets alone

be heavy chopper firin', motherfuckers is dyin'
Niggas is runnin', helicopters is
All these suckers is lyin', tell the Feds that see me
And I was just island hopin' somewhere in

I think it's Fiji or somethin' like that
Get your shit pushed, muh'fucker, fuckin' Crack
Catch a 100 in your cap, your brain be by waistline
LV on this track, hell of a bass

Remind me of the times I was servin' them base
Only Puerto Rican in Harlem, now thats
Ghetto celeb, I been since I was
100 strong, still dyin' of hunger

Under the chinchilla, me, the shit's realer
piece'll leave you in pieces and make you sleep better
The street's terror, the weak retreat
Man, I keep Berettas for these that creep
Fuckin' niggas, Crack, nigga

Damn, those are gettin' dough
why all these gangsters come to Coke
We get money, money, you got from me
And if you get caught, nigga, dont Joe

Damn, those guys are gettin'
Thats why all gangsters come to Coke
We get money, money, you got nothin' me
And if you get caught, nigga, dont Joe

I keep that Crack's the truth
Real niggas is screamin', Joe, get back in the
Yeah, I do it for them that be huggin' the blocks
jack boys dont give a fuck dumpin' at cops

These crazy, some more real
Theyll get you for everythin', even your Wall grill
Yes nigga, it's out here
These niggas dont respect the Bible out here

It out here, cars and kings too
the only thing this summer gon' bring you
I seen it all, man, love it when I spit cane
Walk through the middle and with the big chain

I got 'em sick, man, how the shit playin'
stains yellow Pebble bezel on the wrist, man
You ain't Pac, you ain't even a great
Matter of fact, you is a actor

I'm one O.G. you need to
if you dont want niggas to see through your chest
I caught his at the face to face
Now she layin' in St. Raymonds in section 8,
me now, sit

Damn, those guys are dough
Thats why all these gangsters come to
We get money, money, you got nothin' me
And if you get caught, nigga, dont Joe

Damn, those guys are dough
Thats why all gangsters come to Coke
We get money, money, you got nothin' me
And if you get caught, nigga, mention Joe

Yeah, goes out to all them niggas
to ghetto, jails to jails
All my niggas playin' the yard right now, doin' ups
this shit in your headsets, I love you niggas, Crack

Otis Ville, you know real, Rikers
All my niggas it down
All my street niggas, gangster
boys, cook