Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

The best in the
Yea, it's about time, ya heard?
We the best nigga, we nigga

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

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

By myself in my four corner room Hard Boiled
I feel like I'm crazy, my on drugs
My proof on run, flats late at the night
look for Cuz

Just ride through his hood and when I see chump
I'ma jump out the and dump my gun
You ain't 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 go through it in interrogation rooms
I don't crack, nigga, I got none for ya
Talk to my lawyer,

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

Gotta watch what I say, they tappin' my cell
They wanna sneak and peak of my home
I'm paranoid and not the weed
In my rear view mirror these cars, they me

So I rights and lefts, lefts and rights
Till I stop seeing those Impala
I circle my block to make sure it's smooth
Before I go to my four corner room

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

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

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

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

And you beg me to stop but I just keep
Puttin' pressure on the trigger 'til you fast
Like a
(Son up)
Ain't no
Coulda, shoulda, shot back, you too hasty

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

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

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

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

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

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

You know what I'm sayin'? I 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 fuck who you wit, daytime, the fuck we at

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

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

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