Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo chris man, what you think these niggaz was thinking
Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, ain't no violators except us man
Why these niggaz to violate shit without us man huh?
I told these niggaz man a piece of the pie in the game
We in man, franchise want in

I love niggaz who talk drama till the gun is stuck in they
for they mama,
Left with three in the dome three in the and waist
Don't let this young nigga you,
If you want then tell me where to meet you
I'll so much heat, one side of the earth will melt, then step off
boppin, chain rockin, notch in my belt,
My rock raw and stick barrel style
Niggas mouth till they catch jaw,
I got to spend a million and more
I hit a million and four, before death,
Pull a gun on me one in me
I'm trying to make sure, want none of me
You just don't know what these have done to me, what's become of me
I was raised in a world so cold it's me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, it's gonna take a nigga to kill me
If it's murda, drugs, guns or related to I'm guilty

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Ja
murda, we gon leave you in, nigga
Franchise fill you wit lead, nigga
No more crying over blood
Throw yo gunz if you a real
Uhh

Yo, you see sometime niggaz, boy, you gon speak to the four
you'se a sometime thug, sometime seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you no more, when we crash the door
It's not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, tahoe
Stashing the door, beautful in it
A nigga jinxed so there's a urinal in it, on the belt do the usual
You know, double five, heading to l.i to buckle the
Before I die I want you to bleed my name
Cafe, leaky k, franchise three of the same
I let my hit this man, cause ain't nuttin but x's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a buisness man in the city, don't the kid
I'm a gangsta once I cross the bridge and I yo wig
Frontin niggaz, don't for me
for them cakes I'm running in yo bakery
It's

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Ey yo my niggaz on the job and if there's any drama involved
We shotguns, maddex are the one's that revolve
See me hoppin out a gray 5, dope in the
And enough coke to have these blocks for months
I pop up, niggaz better head for the hills
Act up and you gon see how many heads'll get
Starter for war, dog I'm holdin of gunz
Niggaz come home to find a taped to they son
Bunch of violent taking your one's
Went copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only to live it up, get high and drunk till I hurl
Type of nigga that'll bag up yo girl and her
I got no love for these niggaz and these bitch ass
Hatin me cause they wish had it like me
I'm from and I'm glad to be (brooklyn!)
murda

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