Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Sheisty's

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

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

Yo, yo, this
I know you a hundred brotha's that sheisty
Like I know a brotha's that's real
But I think time you know how we chill

1 - I have a hundred places and nothin' excites me
Hit a hundred hoe's and none of wifey
For every thousand that me
A don't like me
So how you wit' a hundred and none of the sheisty?

We the wit' the homicides
And got niggas the traumatized
And how they actually sat there and watched they die
But don't worry it, you second
Just had to get her
'cause she was the one that birth
And we can't have no dirt in the earth
I to be the last nigga to turn off your lights
Without usin' a switch, and you in a ditch
Ya body don't fit, niggas could still see ya kicks
So do you really wanna take risk?
So unball ya fists 'cause I'm always a ahead of ya'll
You ball ya fists, I back
You take a and you got that
And what they gon' mop at
This gun is from a foreign
I don't why it got it in my hand
And I'm gonna get off penny
I care if its automatic or semi
If I payed 300 flat, that means send a hundred cats back
If 300 attack, but it don't be an exact
I'm gonna get the 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 the 18-wheeler
A drug dealer cold cash, but so as
To get his stash would be no with no mess
to get you hot and blast, than fast
My beam is on yo' ass, my team is on yo' ass
and schemin' on yo' ass
That you came wit' stay screamin' on her ass
Put on her ass 'cause nigga, we love the cash
Harlem World got G's in the stash
No questions asked, will tell, Heaven or hell
You don't be the nigga who be catchin' the shell
Meeno, and then I be, be the to prevail
So when you pray, tell Jesus how you be helped
MuthaFucka!!!!

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