Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the people swarming
in the morning I jumped out my cab like "Fuck,
Niggas is buck," mega bloodshed, the red
I heard bird whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I the lilla, just before I hit the scene for rilla
I'm all high it's I'm looking down at the fella
Shit's in, ambulance 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, to cell suspect ass nigga you fell
time locked in crime stop my mind blocks the frail
Bursting blasting at your forty cal shell, split your dry
My niggas never snitch why
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and
be the death of me

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

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

Dear God, I want the riches, money bitches infested
Giving the jealous niggas sickness, the
My crew dresses, in vest-es, the essence
Try to test this, scientist, able and
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, frames look
Ten millis, mix designed for my physique
I keep a low pro as if I owe, bless the 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 it, I represent it, descendant made of
natives that were captured and taught to think backwards
Trapped us in a psychiatric, it's massive
A Million Man March, alert the
Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the threatened
Was Written, the plot 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
get hit and wrap the plastic
The mic I strike in vain giving the pain of what a is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no sleep means
No need to check the clock, the streets are you

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

It justifies, Nas Escobar's leaving mesmerized
Mega live, like the third
Decipher my deceiver make him a
Spitting Jim stars, in my mic type receiver
Bond is my life so I live by my
Never fraudulent Queens bridge don't no herbs
Spread my name to deacons, politicians while they
Rebel to America civilization you sleeping