Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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

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

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

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

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

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

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