Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Sheisty's

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
me out, yo
is J 'Sug', yo
I you been around the world, man
I don't wit' the sheisty niggas
I fuck wit' the sheisty hoes
I done did it all,

Yo, what would make a scared man pull a
The same thing make a scared man act bigga'
The same thing make me grab my tec and empty quicker
rush, on the hush
You will die wit' us
Vacant lot is my home and In my team I
So don't talk about them things if yo' things bust
I knew a guy like you, his was Filipe
Had me on 3-way the D.A.
Tryin' to find out we stay
So on my 24th I'm locked up in V.A.
He know my guns turn commotion to slow motion
Then from slow to no motion
Run up in the place he hip
Spit shots in, clip droppin', if I get caught, get
And give Pedro my so he don't snitch while I lay low
For a week or two
Come back peek-a-boo, you see me, I see you
And if you talk, you be in ICU

Yo, yo, Cardan
I know you know a hundred brotha's sheisty
Like I know a hundred brotha's real
But I it's time you know how we chill

1 - I have been a hundred and nothin' excites me
Hit a hundred hoe's and none of wifey
For thousand that love me
A hundred like me
So how you wit' a hundred cats and of the sheisty?

We the wit' the homicides
And got niggas the traumatized
And how they actually sat there and they mama die
But don't about it, you second
Just had to get her
she was the one that gave birth
And we can't have no dirt in the earth
I hate to be the last nigga to turn off lights
Without usin' a switch, and throw you in a
Ya body don't fit, 'cause niggas could see ya kicks
So do you really wanna take risk?
So unball ya fists 'cause I'm always a ahead of ya'll
You ya fists, I cock back
You take a swing and you got
And what they gon' mop at
This gun is from a land
I don't know why it got it in my
And I'm gonna get off every
I don't care if its automatic or
If I 300 flat, that means I'mma send a hundred cats back
If 300 attack, but it hafta be an exact
I'm get the gatts and get 'em all in one house, and run out
And sprinkle some on the grass, and on it
And back to a pile of ash

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Yo, yo, yo, a hundred sheisty, a hundred and
We strap up inside the
A drug with cold cash, but so as
To get his stash would be no task no mess
to get you hot and blast, than fast
My infared beam is on yo' ass, my is on yo' ass
Plot and on yo' ass
That bitch you came wit' stay on her ass
Put on her ass 'cause nigga, we love the cash
World niggas got G's in the stash
No questions asked, time will tell, Heaven or
You don't wanna be the nigga who be the shell
Meeno, and then I be, be the to prevail
So when you pray, tell Jesus how you wanna be
MuthaFucka!!!!

Rock-a-bye baby til end]

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