Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the people swarming
Three in the morning I jumped out my cab "Fuck,
Niggas is buck," bloodshed, the tapes red
I heard some whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I the lilla, just before I hit the scene for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm looking at the fella
Shit's pushed in, placed him on some cushion
His mom's had a stare I wouldn't dare look when I murk
It hurt, of took it as a brief reminder
the street's designed to stop your life, plot
The beast in time yeah, cell to cell suspect ass nigga you
First time locked in crime stop my blocks the frail
Bursting at your forty cal shell, split your dry cell
My never snitch why tell
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and
be the death of me

To the suspect don't come outside
You might get your shit pushed back
(Suspect witness don't outside
You might get your shit back tonight)

To the witness don't come outside
You might get your shit back tonight
(Suspect witness don't outside
You might get your shit pushed tonight)

God, I want the riches, money hungry bitches infested
Giving the jealous niggas sickness, the
My dresses, in vest-es, feel the essence
Try to test this, scientist, able and
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, frames petite
Ten millis, mix just for my physique
I a low pro as if I owe, bless the flow lovely
My pants hang low while I'm dancing, the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish my eyes Chinese
two Phillies together make blunts Siamese
I meant it, I represent it, made of
Early natives that were captured and taught to think
Trapped us in a psychiatric, it's massive
A Man March, alert the masses
Ten glocks, Armani in print, upon my glasses
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the threatened
Life Was Written, the curves behind the settin'
Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the type of
To shoot a leg to get your known? I flip the brain tome
Niggas get hit and wrap the
The mic I strike in vain giving the pain of a Mack is
What you Luchi or drama, no sleep means insomnia
No to check the clock, the streets are timing you

To the suspect witness don't come
You might get shit pushed back tonight
(Suspect don't come outside
You might get your pushed back tonight)

It justifies, Nas Escobar's leaving shit
Mega live, like the third
Decipher my deceiver him a believer
Spitting Jim stars, words in my mic receiver
is my life so I live by my word
Never fraudulent Queens bridge don't make no
Spread my name to deacons, while they speaking
Rebel to America caught you sleeping