Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo chris man, what you think these was thinking man?
Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, man? ain't no except us man
Why niggaz trying to violate shit without us man huh?
I told these niggaz man a of the pie come in the game
We want in man, franchise in

I love niggaz who talk drama till the gun is in they face
for they mama,
Left three in the dome three in the chest and waist
Don't let this young decieve you,
If you want then tell me where to meet you
I'll bring so much heat, one side of the will melt, then step off
Bitty boppin, rockin, notch in my belt,
My niggas raw and stick barrel style
mouth till they catch lock jaw,
I got to spend a million and more
Before I hit a million and four, death,
Pull a gun on me one in me
I'm to make sure, niggaz want none of me
You just don't know what these streets have to me, what's become of me
I was raised in a world so cold it's numbened me, I'm so I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, it's gonna take a scared nigga to me
If it's murda, drugs, guns or related to thugz I'm

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Ja
It's murda, we gon you in, nigga
Franchise gonna you wit lead, nigga
No more crying over spilled
Throw yo if you a real thug
Uhh

Yo, you see sometime niggaz, boy, you gon speak to the four
you'se a sometime thug, sometime seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you no more, when we crash the door
It's not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, tahoe
Stashing the door, fitting in it
A nigga jinxed so there's a urinal in it, on the do the usual limit
You know, double five, heading to l.i to buckle the
I die I want you speakers to bleed my name
Cafe, weed leaky k, franchise three of the
I let my niggaz hit this man, cause nuttin but x's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a buisness man in the city, force the kid
I'm a gangsta once I cross the and I toss yo wig
Frontin niggaz, don't for me
Cause for them cakes I'm in yo bakery
murda

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Ey yo my niggaz on the job and if there's any drama involved
We shotguns, maddex are the one's that revolve
See me out a gray 5, dope in the trunk
And enough to have these blocks open for months
When I pop up, niggaz better head for the
Act up and you gon see how many get killed
Starter for war, dog I'm holdin plenty of
Niggaz come home to find a bomb taped to son
Bunch of violent niggaz taking one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya
I down henny till my vision is
Shit I'm only trying to live it up, get and drunk till I hurl
Type of that'll bag up yo girl and twist her
I got no love for these niggaz and these ass niggaz
me cause they wish they had it like me
I'm from and I'm glad to be (brooklyn!)
It's

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