Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

The best in the
Yea, it's about that time, ya
We the nigga, we back nigga

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I sit alone in my dirty ass
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
on you niggaz

By in my four corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
I feel I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My bullet proof on run, flats at the night
I'ma for Cuz

Just ride through his hood and I see that chump
jump out the truck and dump my gun
You neva been do it so you scared of that kinda shit
Hit me on a and say, P pop a lot off shit

Too much of that gangsta music, nah, reality rap
I really go through it in interrogation
I don't crack, nigga, I got none for ya
to my lawyer, shit

Nowadays is hard to
Be careful where you pull that trigger, they got you on
They got eyes in the sky, we under
That on on your car track everywhere you've been

Gotta what I say, they tappin' my cell phone
They wanna and peak inside of my home
I'm paranoid and it's not the
In my rear view these cars, they follow me

So I bust rights and lefts, and rights
Till I seeing those Impala headlights
Then I circle my block to make sure smooth
I go upstairs to my four corner room

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
on you niggaz

I sit alone in my dirty ass
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I be alone in my hot ass
Smokin' dope, bullets in my clip for you
I ain't even wipin' my sweat, it's keepin' me
I ain't even sweatin' you niggaz, I'ma you

it happens like this
At the club with his boys, at the mall his bitch
think it's gon' be a fight
Death comes to who wind me up

And you could beg me to stop but I keep
Puttin' on the trigger 'til you fast asleep
Like a
(Son up)
no maybe
Coulda, shoulda, shot back, you too hasty

I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in of Jesus, Mary and Joseph
(Oh my God)
If that's what it is, I'ma live
You not me like the neighborhood bitch
(Ayo, Mary)

I sit alone in my ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit in my dirty ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

Yeah, that's right, you how we do it nigga
(Uh, huh)
I sit up all and plot on your head nigga
(Oh, we comin')

not a fuckin' game
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
Oh, we comin' nigga that
(If he should happen to your name down)

We runnin' around gettin' this money on
You what I'm sayin'?
(Should he out)
I ain't got time for you bitch ass niggaz
But um, this weekend I got time

You what I'm sayin'? I might just put some work in
(Yea we fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
It's like they forgot or somethin', I poppin' for you nigga
I don't give a who you wit, daytime, where the fuck we at

You betta stop, drop and nigga
(Uh, huh)
And it's on and poppin', high on drugs, that's
on you niggaz, Mac 10 handle

I use to drive a AC and kept a Mac in the

Is is it, baby?
Have you heard of a named?
(Yo, the P)
Isn't it that stingy
With an asshole full of