Luyện nghe bài hát 24 Hrs.

It is no 1999...
And I live in a of one track minds...
Where the industry feeds us design...
That creates MCs that rhyme...
For ten years I waited to my move...
Now see who'll win, and who'll lose...
And if I had to my word...
Say this'll probably be the realest you ever heard...
I watching, from afar...
I know you live, I know who you are...
is my only scar...
And so my bleeds dark, like tar...
So I treat my today like they'll be enemies tomorrow...
So when they die, I'll no sorrow...
Just remember you decide to cross...
'cause if your gets knocked on you get knocked off

Who's that six foot nigga from New York
With the walk, the gangsta talk
Thrillin to find 'em and 'em
I'm wildin', I'm
I give a fuck about you, and that's my feelin
I'm in a brand new nigga chillin
With of hundred dollar bills nigga spillin
Trainin the baddest bitch, her the drillin
While you hangin in The Tunnel know you ice grillin
Man bein a bitch must really be
'cause alotta happy bein soft just chillin
Scenario, gun in your mouth run the platinum watch with the link
Bracelet and the necklace
And I'm too shiny V Vs in your ear
New gun, new jewels, new album new
think they bigger than the game
I got news for you *Willy*, let's it back to Philly
So you can find your roots, fuck braggin on your
Nigga you aint that
And a can't spend no money layin in the graveyard
Omigod, it shocks you
This can't be the same Freddie Foxxx who
I feel his lyrics, I love all his rhymes
I thought that we was cool, you think he's to find
I rip in dark posin
As a kid got knowledge the gods at the rally
I on the game like Ballies
And show ten hoes how to it up, get money, New York to Cali
Where a nigga tried to play me like a
So I shot him in his new DeNali and him to the valley
I him out the car and let him scally
that nigga, tryin to play me like he bigger
In Japan I'm ten figures
American, open the door and let in
I break my silence, ten years of supressing my violence
You was my man I you benjamins
Every time I pulled up and get you in the Benz
We can never be again
You me tears when you took my right hand off for seven long years
Now he's and corrupt
Driving new GS 400s, new Jags, and new
You should see the bad bitches that he
While your girl look skinny a smoked out Daffy Duck
Niggas are this aint N B HIGH
You niggas aint got no balls and die
I'm a certified killer, with in the Game*
Burn marks on my hands from the glocks the flame
Bumpy is my rap name, I write rhymes I hydroplane
And think about my nigga
Alotta label motherfuckers'll be
You fuckin with my is like fuckin with my head
Tryin to take my bread
Niggas aint shit, so I'm down you Kane
Any time realness, you ready feel
I don't nothing, nothing at all
So Mr. Steve Rifkind, my call
Niggas owe me for my rhymes, I come to
fifteen dollars, I'll snap your fuckin neck
And don't pay me in no fuckin
If you don't me to teach the meaning of disrespect
When I'm finished in this game, I'll be swimming in my
Not at the radio station, for a job
Too many feel me spittin on a record
To be broke and homeless, and outside
I represent the real grimy
Of thugged out gun criminal asses
That shoot up party and chill at mine
'cause they know I got love for real niggas, nine to nine the mind
Just why you frontin like you more that 24 Hrs ahead
In 24 Hrs you'll be
You'll be