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 niggaz trying to violate shit without us man
I told these niggaz man a of the pie come in the game
We want in man, franchise in

I love who talk drama till the gun is stuck in they face
Screaming for mama,
Left with in the dome 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 much heat, one side of the earth will melt, step off
boppin, chain rockin, notch in my belt,
My rock raw and stick barrel style
Niggas mouth they catch lock jaw,
I got plans to spend a and more
Before I hit a and four, before death,
Pull a gun on me one in me
I'm trying to make sure, niggaz want of me
You just don't know what these streets have done to me, what's of me
I was raised in a world so it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy
I done scared so niggaz, it's 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
It's murda, we gon you in, nigga
Franchise fill you wit lead, nigga
No crying over spilled blood
yo gunz if you a real thug
Uhh

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

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

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