Luyện nghe bài hát 38

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I don't think they know the

the streets fucked up, I can see the sign
Heard they for the thirty straight
I can't lie, man that shit got me
Red hot, on
Glass pot, on
Red dot, on
shots, on fire

Ooh oh, your back
And he way to flashy, got my toys
I just left the lot, I ain't come to play
He pull me my dealer tag, fuck you trying to say
Know some niggas doing ten, it on the yay
hold half a hundred, blame it on the K
Still the nigga in it, these niggas CB4
This is fuck a records, and I'm the CEO
Got them stack long and wide, some Lego blocks
This ain't even my real home, this my spot
You seen so much money in a duffel bag?
as you open up the zipper, the bitch will double brag

I don't think they the time
Heard the fucked up, I can see the sign
Heard they going for the thirty
I can't lie, man shit got me thirty-eight
Red hot, on
pot, on fire
Red dot, on
Five shots, on

I'm in that purple Lam', looking like dirty Sprite
passes with them birds, yeah that rowdy white
Where I'm from them things hot, and talk is cheap
And ain't nobody hearing shit, they trying to eat
All they can eat, buffet
Nigga anything, buffet wild
DB9 stupid grill, yeah overbite
Need me stupid deals, this shit is overpriced
Got it vacuum up, that's the hide the scent
So much that if they pull you over, it through the vent
If them people hit them lights, I be a nervous
you don't fear nothing but the lights, now that's a nervous check

That black tee with them nice
The ski is my uniform
You know I heard your homies don't them
If they the price I might go shootin' 'em for you
ya hickies out and you ok
Niggas a stand on that dope case
Got murked out chillin' at a house
Shoulda seen the look on ho face
When we kicked the doors off the
Niggas that don't know out to win
Six feet deep when you catch a 'sleep in the streets
Man I bet he won't doze off
took a Chevy and blowed off the lid
Show a hundred pounds and balled off the
A couple hundred shots will off the picks
my homeboy Will get home off his bid
I'mma still do
Two pumps in the pickup
Everybody keep your cool cause if move
The bust will tear your whole clique up
Niggas get out the ambulance lift up, lift off
Face in his ribcage, off
tax 30 badges for the 36
I'd rather rob and steal than flip I'mma stay on, fire