Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo chris man, what you think these niggaz was thinking
Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, man? no violators except us man
Why these niggaz trying to violate shit us man huh?
I told niggaz man a piece 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
Screaming for mama,
Left three in the dome three in the chest and waist
Don't let this young decieve you,
If you want beef then me where to meet you
I'll bring so much heat, one of the earth will melt, then step off
Bitty boppin, rockin, notch in my belt,
My niggas rock raw and stick barrel
Niggas till they catch lock jaw,
I got plans to spend a and more
Before I hit a million and four, death,
a gun on me squeeze one in me
I'm trying to sure, niggaz want none of me
You just don't know what these streets have done to me, what's of me
I was raised in a so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, it's gonna take a scared nigga to me
If it's murda, drugs, or related to thugz I'm guilty

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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 y'all niggaz, boy, you gon speak to the four
Cause you'se a thug, sometime seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you no more, when we crash the door
It's not a game, don't laugh no more, black tahoe
Stashing the door, beautful 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 the pies
Before I die I want you speakers to bleed my
Cafe, weed k, franchise three of the same
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, don't the kid
I'm a once I cross the bridge and I toss yo wig
Frontin niggaz, fake for me
Cause for cakes I'm running in yo bakery
It's

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Ey yo my niggaz stay on the job and if any drama involved
We grip shotguns, maddex are the that revolve
See me hoppin out a gray 5, dope in the
And enough coke to have these open for months
When I pop up, niggaz better for the hills
Act up and you gon see how heads'll get killed
for war, dog I'm holdin plenty of gunz
Niggaz come home to find a taped to they son
Bunch of violent niggaz taking one's
Went from a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to it up, get high and drunk till I hurl
Type of nigga that'll bag up yo girl and her
I got no love for niggaz and these bitch ass niggaz
Hatin me cause they wish had it like me
I'm from and I'm glad to be (brooklyn!)
murda

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