Luyện nghe bài hát 25 To Life

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

bought a nigga everything
That's why you can find me heavy, mayne
Choppa down, put it in the microwave
Let my bitch do it, she'll hard a nigga right

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

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

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

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 game

I'm talkin' heaven, cocaine Chevy
A bad ass cookin' bitch named Betty
I'm dope game 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 all the plans of takin' over foreign lands
With crack and plenty straps, how it feels to be the man

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

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

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

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