Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, blood spillin'
I aint a dead but I love millions
like "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh chillin'
But not on no islands or no
I've been lost in with some drug dealers
I bought the loved it, hit the block hugged it
Em still crack the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I seen it in years
Still survive like niggas threw me off the tier
Still the gutta, spit the most butta
My album's got more game niggas at the Rucker
Who said I'll never go Platinum, never a Phantom
I my shit at every strip club in Atlanta
Peace to my nigga T.I. for keeping a level
Niggas I know flip doing bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, 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 long as the 'cane poppin'
All knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the concrete
the ?
I switch cars like switch stars
You why, cause I'm a crook bitch
ya book bitch
I live like aint no money on my books bitch
I write the 16, you sing on the hook
em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em out
Been gang bangin' the first Pippen's was out

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

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

I hit a nigga with the
thats right, the infra-red-red
All I need is the
the gun as long as its infrared-red

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

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

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