Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, just blood
I a dead President but I love millions
They "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no or no villa's
been lost in Compton with some drug dealers
I bought the Relapse loved it, hit the block it
Em still spit the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I aint seen it in
survive like niggas threw me off the first tier
Still the most gutta, the most butta
My album's got game than niggas at the Rucker
Who said never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I park my shit at every club in Atlanta
Peace to my nigga T.I. for a level head
Niggas I know flip after bids in the feds
So to C-Murder, come to my hood see murder
Aint a in my city that you aint heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, black glocks, slugs
and we all fit glove
And I'ma keep name droppin' as my name poppin'
I mean long as the 'cane
All knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the concrete
the ?
I cars like superhead switch stars
You know why, cause I'm a crook
F-ck ya bitch
I live life like aint no money on my bitch
I write the 16, you sing on the bitch
em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em out
Been gang bangin' since the first was out

Me and my
Yeah right, my infra-red-red
All I is my inferared-red
So f-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

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Same colour as the big
Its for my New York niggas thats in the clappin'
I done been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and
Only money, never chase the stardom
Back to the law, thats how I became a
Respected in every hood, proof regardless
My glock got no feelings, hollows you heartless
Retaliation like tryna in the shark pit
I ever go at Nas, hell no
Will I ever go at Jay, I know
Stay hittin em pot shots
Ridin' tryna figure out who got Pac shot
Cause that got BIG shot, nigga's try to out LA like big shot
Thats Chauncey Billups, for you who don't understand it
You rap niggas bitches, pitching underhanded
It's like soft balls at Derek Jeter
I keep it hood, never put in parking meters
like the the US government
I be on over shit
28 inch rims rubber
down the window f-ck with this
Roll up the endo, with this
Get it backward, yeah my that good
No more medical weed, to chronic
No more Belvedere, Goose and tonic
Keep a nigga up with a mind state like
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you the crime rate up

I hit a nigga the infra-red-red
Yeah thats right, the
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as long as its

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And I can pop a from a rooftop
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em know that I'm a f-cking
like Ghost-face, no for the jakes
it come to the base in the kitchen I'm a chef like Rae
Nas was like U-God, I'm like "nah you God", right to Rza as I'm lighting up the swisha
Pourin' out this liquor for my niggas was bigger than the ditches that they living
That was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with some cold
And you wonder why I around like my soul long, black hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I both parts
Drive this raggedy ass like its a go-kart
been crazy since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his muthaf-cking car, you a man
Nah, don't sweat it like Lebron headband
Empty out the clip on anybody but
I Blackout and you can 2
But I got night vision on this muthaf-ckin

Yeah thats right, the
All I is the inferared-red
the gun as long as its infrared-red

Niggas know the f-ck it is everytime we do this shit
We do this right, nigga
Yeah, shout out to for no reason at all
Cool n Dre my niggas, my brothers
Thats my family for nigga's