Luyện nghe bài hát Miami Kid

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nigga! Ha ha
Let's go nigga, is what it is
Tupac cut his bald
Then you wanna cut yo' bald (You PUSSY Nigga!)
Tupac wear a
You wan' wear a
Tupac put a cross on his
You put 2 crosses on yo' back
Nigga you ain't Tupac... is Tupac!

[Verse 2Pac]
They say more and women are funny,
but in this tragic endings I can make a and still not
get for spendin'
And since my is based on sinnin', I'm hell-bound
I'd rather be buried than be worried diffrent be held down
My game plans to be trained
Military mind of a thug sittin' in a cemetary car
I've been lost my adolescent callin from Jesus
Ballin' as a gangsta if you see this
Young black male crack sales got me strikes
Livin in jail, this is hell, die,
Wonder when we all pass, is listenin?
Got my hands on my semi-shotgun, snitchin'
God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all before we into insanity
I'm makin' a point for all my to be warlike
Buy some to have you stupid bitches all tight

Go niggas wanna get on thats
I gots some niggas in my click that make they muthafuckin' jaws now

Go niggas wanna get on right
I gots some niggas in my click that make they muthafuckin' jaws now

I'm the impossible
I big flow thats unbelievable,
I'm the unachievable
I'm taking over coke and baking soda
The streets are for me
but for those who dont know me hate on me come on homie

Ya'll should me better
dont be mad cause im a go from the bottom of NY to LA
Cubans and Essays and old Chevys
and Hispanics getting money I know yall cant stand it
That's why I say fuck 'em that just me more reason to buck 'em
If you're felling lucky, then dog, press luck
And watch how quickly you get stuck I'll make sure when they you down
You get up, Dade County back that up.

For building me the way I've been to the day I get killed
I'ma get money and run bitches like rigid stilts
Chamberling the chamber in in your face
and leave your outa place
thats what to slow niggas that think they can live life at a fast pace
to them boys on the way to Tennesse listening to MJ G breaking verse down in Eightballs
Be careful with keys
hesitate to squeez watch out from them feds
'cause they hate
Bank accounts over seas when them Feds come for me all gonna find is CDs and tapes, dog
Sipping and hennessy I know ya'll envy me but l wont let my tallent go to waste, dog.

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Now since cryin for mercy I promise
My success'll be the of you
Lo and behold you sold soul
Nigga there's left of you
Look in the mirror, ask who are you?
If you don't know who you are, how could your come true?
Motherfucker, I sat back and
You to be 'Pac, you pretended to be hot
But not NOW!
I see it so
You can't the pressure, you pussy
I you not to push me
You see me and run up your spine
even in the same war, but your heart ain't like mine
Press, they at me like I'm a menace
I was playin with
while your momma had your punk ass tennis