Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the people swarming
Three in the morning I jumped out my cab "Fuck,
Niggas is buck," bloodshed, the tapes red
I heard some bird whisper, "Yo he have ducked"
I puffed the lilla, before I hit the scene for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm looking down at the
pushed in, ambulance placed him on some cushion
His mom's had a stare I wouldn't second look when I murk
It hurt, kind of took it as a reminder
the street's designed to stop your life, plot
The beast in time yeah, cell to cell ass nigga you fell
First time locked in crime stop my mind the frail
Bursting at your forty cal shell, split your dry cell
My niggas never why tell
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and
be the death of me

To the suspect don't come outside
You might get your pushed back tonight
(Suspect witness come outside
You might get your shit back tonight)

To the suspect witness don't come
You might get your shit back tonight
(Suspect witness don't come
You might get your pushed back tonight)

Dear God, I the riches, money hungry bitches infested
Giving the niggas sickness, the witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, the essence
Try to test this, scientist, able and
Slaughter, down, frames look petite
Ten millis, mix designed for my physique
I keep a low pro as if I owe, the flow lovely
My pants hang low while I'm dancing, the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish my eyes Chinese
Rollin two Phillies together blunts Siamese
I meant it, I it, descendant made of
Early natives were captured and taught to think backwards
Trapped us in a psychiatric, it's massive
A Man March, alert the masses
Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the threatened
Life Was Written, the plot curves behind the
the grammar, Manfrione, are you the type of nigga
To a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain tome
Niggas get hit and the plastic
The mic I strike in vain the pain of what a Mack is
What you Luchi or drama, no sleep means insomnia
No to check the clock, the streets are timing you

To the suspect don't come outside
You might get your shit pushed back
(Suspect witness don't outside
You might get your pushed back tonight)

It justifies, Nas Escobar's shit mesmerized
Mega live, like the third
Decipher my deceiver make him a
Spitting Jim stars, words in my mic receiver
Bond is my so I live by my word
Never fraudulent Queens don't make no herbs
my name to deacons, politicians while they speaking
Rebel to America caught you sleeping