Luyện nghe bài hát 25 To Life

It's got to be grand, nigga, got to be the hustle, nigga
got to be the muscle, nigga
Who else gonna goddamn call to talk this shit, nigga?

You already know who run goddamn bricks down
Fo' real nigga, all that flexin' ain't nothin', nigga
Mac Boney, nigga, cocaine champion, nigga
Ya know

I'm cocaine heaven, cocaine Chevy
A bad ass cookin' bitch named Betty
I'm talkin' game ready, pot game ready
Talkin' block game ready, game ready

I'm cocaine heaven, cocaine Chevy
A bad ass cookin' bitch named Betty
I'm dope game ready, pot game ready
Talkin' block game ready, Glock ready

Get your pots out, I got new dope for ya
They say the rap game dead, I got hope for ya
Who the work slow? I'll bring the boat for ya
A big ass rifle, two of partners gotta tote for ya

on this live shit, the worm that the bird chase
Slide through the hole, call me get away
I'm and it shows, nigga, ain't anotha way
But these 30 o's, I'll die another day

My bitch stay on them toes, she send the bullets away
I feel it my soul, and I sold a block today
I keep a roll, so I ain't gotta make a play
I take it to hoes and let them niggas see my face

is how it goes, this is pure this is oil based
This is what you owe, give me meat, keep the business
I ball a ounce, 10 grams I
Take ya pound money, why you think call me gutta, nig?

I'm talkin' heaven, cocaine Chevy
A bad ass brick cookin' named Betty
I'm dope game ready, pot game ready
Talkin' game ready, Glock game ready

I'm talkin' heaven, cocaine Chevy
A bad ass brick cookin' named Betty
I'm talkin' dope game ready, pot game
Talkin' game ready, Glock game ready

Cocaine a nigga everything
why you can find me ridin' heavy, mayne
Choppa half down, put it in the
Let my bitch do it, hard a nigga right away

Million dollar trap house, star, that be me
I control the streets, I could you how to tame the beasts
And beat up the block an 808 in the beat
I'm the heart and the soul when it comes to D

Treat it like some pussy when you run it through 100
Everything is digital, no mo' Beams
Class of '96, dope yeah, that's evidence
Up for the battery acid, just to drain the

in case a rookie cop run up in my residence
I'll tell the young prick go and stick yo in it
Naked hoes, Glocks, AK's, and a ski
Kuntry Kane, bottom line I'm out to get that cash

I'm talkin' cocaine heaven, cocaine
A bad ass cookin' bitch named Betty
I'm talkin' dope game ready, pot ready
block game ready, Glock game ready

I'm cocaine heaven, cocaine Chevy
A bad ass cookin' bitch named Betty
I'm talkin' dope ready, pot game ready
Talkin' block game ready, game ready

I'm in the all caravan, similar to the postal man
The on the side, except my Eagle in my lap man
I'm on the slab with all the plans of takin' over lands
With plenty and plenty straps, how it feels to be the man

I cooked it up and put it down, served the to hook the town
Now everybody callin' me 'cause I the hardest rounds
So shop with me or I'll lay ya down, I want it all I'm a hound
me off or take a loss or find your ass in lost and found

Praise a chop, raise a chop, I love breakin' the dope
Put it in a bad make it look than you paid for
Finally up, rich drugs, big plugs
Spit hollow tip and the trigger fit snug

Buy me or kick ducks 'cause the dope gonna sell it self
And I, good to play hard and invest the rest
Powder white, double S, yes, the dual set
AC gonna make the game look no sweat

I'm talkin' cocaine heaven, cocaine
A bad ass cookin' bitch named Betty
I'm talkin' game ready, pot game ready
Talkin' game ready, Glock game ready

I'm talkin' cocaine heaven, Chevy
A bad ass brick cookin' named Betty
I'm talkin' dope ready, pot game ready
Talkin' block game ready, Glock game