Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

The in the business
Yea, about that time, ya heard?
We the best nigga, we nigga

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
Schemin' on you

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

By myself in my four corner watchin' Hard Boiled
I like I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My proof on run, flats late at the night
look for Cuz

Just ride through his hood and when I see that
I'ma out the truck and dump my gun
You ain't neva been do it so you of that kinda shit
Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off

Too much of that gangsta music, nah, this rap
I really go it in interrogation rooms
I crack, nigga, I don't got none for ya
to my lawyer, shit

Nowadays is hard to
Be careful where you pull that trigger, got you on film
They got in the sky, we under surveillance
That on star on car track everywhere you've been

Gotta what I say, they tappin' my cell phone
They wanna sneak and peak inside of my
I'm paranoid and it's not the
In my rear mirror these cars, they follow me

So I rights and lefts, lefts and rights
Till I stop seeing those Impala
Then I my block to make sure it's smooth
Before I go to my four corner room

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
on you niggaz

I be alone in my hot ass
Smokin' dope, loadin' bullets in my for you
I ain't even wipin' my sweat, it's keepin' me
I ain't even sweatin' you niggaz, I'ma you

Eventually it happens like
At the with his boys, at the mall with his bitch
Nigga think gon' be a fight
comes to those who wind me up

And you beg me to stop but I just keep
Puttin' pressure on the trigger 'til you asleep
a baby
(Son up)
Ain't no
Coulda, shoulda, woulda shot back, you too

I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in front of Jesus, and Joseph
(Oh my God)
If that's what it is, nigga live
You not playin' me like the bitch
(Ayo, Mary)

I sit alone in my ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit alone in my ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

Yeah, right, you know how we do it nigga
(Uh, huh)
I sit up all and plot on your head nigga
(Oh, we comin')

It's not a game
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
Oh, we nigga believe that
(If he should happen to write your down)

We runnin' around gettin' this on tour
You know what I'm
(Should he out)
I really ain't got time for you ass niggaz
But um, this I got some time

You know what I'm sayin'? I just put some work in
(Yea we fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
It's like they forgot or somethin', I come for you nigga
I don't give a fuck who you wit, daytime, the fuck we at

You betta stop, and roll nigga
(Uh, huh)
And it's on and poppin', high on drugs, right
Schemin' on you niggaz, Mac 10

I use to drive a AC and a Mac in the engine

Is is it, baby?
Have you heard of a named?
(Yo, the P)
Isn't it that stingy
With an full of money?