Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo man, what you think these niggaz was thinking man?
Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, man? ain't no except us man
Why these trying to violate shit without us man huh?
I told these niggaz man a piece of the pie in the game
We want in man, franchise in

I love niggaz who talk drama till the gun is stuck in face
Screaming for mama,
Left with three in the three in the chest and waist
Don't let this young decieve you,
If you want beef then me where to meet you
I'll bring so heat, one side of the earth will melt, then step off
Bitty boppin, chain rockin, in my belt,
My niggas rock raw and barrel style
Niggas till they catch lock jaw,
I got plans to a million and more
Before I hit a and four, before death,
a gun on me squeeze one in me
I'm trying to make sure, want none of me
You just don't know what these streets have done to me, become of me
I was raised in a world so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm
I done scared so many niggaz, gonna take a scared nigga to kill me
If it's murda, drugs, guns or related to I'm guilty

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Ja
murda, we gon leave you in, nigga
Franchise gonna fill you wit lead,
No more crying over blood
Throw yo gunz if you a thug
Uhh

Yo, you see y'all niggaz, boy, you gon speak to the four
Cause you'se a sometime thug, sometime the law
I'ma seek to you it you breathe no more, when we crash the
not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, black tahoe
Stashing the door, beautful in it
A nigga jinxed so there's a in it, on the belt do the usual limit
You know, five, heading to l.i to buckle the pies
Before I die I you speakers to bleed my name
Cafe, weed leaky k, franchise of the same
I let my niggaz hit man, cause ain't nuttin but x's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a man in the city, don't force the kid
I'm a gangsta once I cross the and I toss yo wig
Frontin niggaz, don't for me
Cause for cakes I'm running in yo bakery
murda

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Ey yo my niggaz on the job and if there's any drama involved
We grip shotguns, maddex are the that revolve
See me hoppin out a gray 5, dope in the
And enough coke to these blocks open for months
I pop up, niggaz better head for the hills
Act up and you gon see how many get killed
Starter for war, dog I'm holdin plenty of
Niggaz come home to find a bomb taped to son
Bunch of violent niggaz taking one's
Went from a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down henny till my is blurred
Shit I'm only to live it up, get high and drunk till I hurl
Type of nigga that'll bag up yo and twist her
I got no for these niggaz and these bitch ass niggaz
Hatin me cause they they had it like me
I'm brooklyn and I'm glad to be (brooklyn!)
It's

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