Luyện nghe bài hát G-Code

I terrified from nuthin', I'm young, wild, crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me I'm coming with a oven by my stomach
I'm scramblin' for the money, tape ya up like a
Call ya people and 'em I need 50 for this dummy
I'm runnin', and duckin', stuntin', ridin' and thuggin'
Dumpin' fire and bustin', lovin', and lustin'
Stealin', and rapin', runnin', climbin' and chasin'
Strugglin', to make, get it, got it, I take it

Watch ya Chevy move ya purse miss
'Cuz I tote heavy pistols and man, they quick
It's too late to hesitate, I was told there'd be days
But shit that was and still I haven't ate
But dog that's how ya labor ya bein' a thug
These niggas seem to feel me till they seein' they blood
Can't hide it though, I represent the 17th Carroll ton Holly
That's my

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride drops on
We live by that

Make the snitches a cut
Soldier pistol nigga
Hit the block and up
We gon' die by

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride on dubs
We gon' by that

Make the snitches a cut
pistol nigga what
Hit the block and up
We die by that

We raised up lookin' at and brick walls
Foreign and pack some menthols
Got us a connect and went off
Got jammed with this broad that rent
Wasn't tryin' to the game, just be in it
Didn't give a if we balled for 3 minutes
Snatch all the hoes and 'bauds and tennis
Niggas can't survive the that we been in

Jack niggas to get some linen
The ones refuse we put 'em to sleep in it
Got up in the mornin' for class and hookie
of us is veteran some of 'em stay rookie
Bitch couldn't to us if she wasn't fuckin'
Ya be 'bout it or look and keep truckin'
Police drew causes and tried to cross
We stuck to the code we and died by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride drops on
We gon' by that

Make the snitches a cut
Soldier pistol nigga
Hit the and open up
We gon' die by

If war ever we held the fort down
Back, up, we switched and sold pound
on point to make some more green
Get our away from dope fiends
had a habit, he supplied his own
Always hot 'cuz we ride with chrome
We a little work for the ki's and bones
Crowds draw heat so we alone

We learned how to keep our mouth closed and
Them motherfuckers fall off the block
all around the clock
We hustlin' of course in the gamblin'
We had a to stop, we still wasn't ready
Shit kept comin' so we made fetti
Police drew causes and tried to cross
We stuck to the code we lived and by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
drops on dubs
We gon' by that

Make the catch a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the and open up
We die by that

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride drops on
We gon' by that

Make the catch a cut
Soldier pistol what
Hit the and open up
We die by that