Luyện nghe bài hát 211

Hey p man
Remember shit last year you was talking bout that
murder shit
Won't you kick some of that shit

1

Jumped out the chev mean mugged at some sucker
King the gauge, them hoes didn't want no pub
So they smashed off hella
Why them hoes was leaving me and sonja c was some gangster shit
So put this up in your bra strap
And when we get inside this liquor store keep eyes up on them japs

c:
So get your hands up in the air
And break me off some cause sonya c's a trigger happy bitch
So don't be talking that japanese
Understand it's a jack up the cash or you'll be swish cheese

p:
Touch the and i'ma hurt you bitch
Why you had to and p get his hands dirty trick
And that'll be some more shit
Sonya c grab the tape cause we leaving no fucking evidence
The day the paper reads no leads

c:
Just a of dead motherfucking japanese
p:
Jumped in the car and to the rich
Bonnie and clyde or should I say gangsta

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A 211
We needed we robbed the liquor store

2

I'm getting chronicked out or should I say up
? ? one g and three of us
I seen my face on the news and it's to chill
But I can't cause I got too many fucking
Grabbed my glock it only had three bullets
But if I run out I ain't I'll choke a bitch
Walked in the corner liquor with my 44
Played it cool bought a snapple man fuck them
He the register I tried to do his ass
I ain't tripping cause the p wasn't a mask
out some chronic, showed no remorse
Told them hoes get ass on the figgety floor
Snatched the cash and my pistol still
Left them hoes like the raiders left

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3

Cali g had the chronic no zig zag
Hold on I'm gone go get some fucking zags
Now I'm off to the store
And just in it be some funk, I'm gone bring my 44
Now you know the p take no shit
But this arab following me
Like I was steal some shit
He was strapped so I had to think
Put my 44 to the head of this
Drop your pistol or she's man
Slowly put your up in the air
play a little fucking game
Simon say open the hoe
His looked it good so I told her to suck my 44
He got jealous tried to I hit him with the pump
Put more in my pockets than donald trump
And I'm off to the freeway fast
Got damn, forgot cali's zig

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you inmate double o 652
Get your ass back in that boy
-damn, now y'all crime do pay
But you always get away