Luyện nghe bài hát Feds In Town

A bad day for the in my click
I just got had a from a bitch
At the P.A.P.D. that's on my
It's the drug situation is so tow up
And poes down the T-X had to show up
I got shit on the scene so 99 can't me
Now, they got the muthafuckin' feds to and wrestle me

And throw my in a suplex
They got my two workers
On and there's no rest
on the streets is that they're rollin'
In Dynasties [unverified] [unverified]
And Caravans and are swolen

paper stacks and a rubberband
Goin' all out of tact on the bird slaggin' brothaman
And be as slow as fuck 'cause my niggaz are nervous
And if they even think they see five-o, they
So now, of rollin' thick, niggaz is happy with a frown
'Cause the motherfuckin' in town

Yes, the shit is silly, I put up my 9 milli for a
I don't need no shit with these
No more in this town bro'
No high-cappin' in the clubs, I got to play on a down-low
I took my tags off my and y'all know I didn't love that
Rollin' on some white balls and

And though I got long nails
No more French manicures
You gots to do own nails
I told my niggaz to sure that all their shit was tight
'Cause they're gonna be on ass every day and night

Tryin' to run all of game, so, put y'all motherfuckin' cars
And y'all cribs in y'all name
I took my jewelry to the shop and sold it
Brought the money to my momma and I told her to hold it
'Cause Lil Bun not see Big Bun up in his face
If I catch a case [unverified] when the feds in town

God damn, it's been two motherfuckin'
Since I my Rolex from under my sleeve
hoes act like they ain't go never leave
That shit is like a black skunk
Fuck all waitin' man
It's time to get this motherfucker up

I let them motherfuckers slack up, reorganize my
Got the birds and reopen my lab up
And told my boys,"If a nigga crazy
his ass in the eye
Don't him a chance to identify"
And his badge, I'm sorry to inform you

If your is pregnant, you ain't gon' live
To see your be born
I'm blastin' at random 'cause I believe it's time
To them close to the dopeman, God damn 'em
I'm sick of hiding like a in the closet

So, hoes can't find me
Y'all better try to me
And me of the jail time
'Cause in my yard is a big ass, I got yale
It's time for Tony stacks
I got niggaz on the corner big ass bags and cans of crack

The of Texas with that rock up
So, if thinkin' about checkin'
My run in with your glock up
'Cause, I'm a blast my to my last clip
To my last

you take me for my damn drugs
So, we can have it all night,
'Cause bitch, I'm ready to die from my lights
the feds in town