Luyện nghe bài hát 38

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I don't think know the time

the streets fucked up, I can see the sign
Heard they going for the straight
I can't lie, man that got me thirty-eight
Red hot, on
pot, on fire
Red dot, on
Five shots, on

Ooh oh, your boy's
And he way to flashy, got my toys
Nigga I left the lot, I ain't come to play
He me from my dealer tag, fuck you trying to say
Know some niggas doing ten, it on the yay
Clip hold half a hundred, it on the K
Still the realest nigga in it, niggas CB4
This is fuck a records, and I'm the CEO
Got them long and wide, like some Lego blocks
This ain't even my real home, this my Lego
You ever seen so much money in a duffel
Soon as you up the zipper, the bitch will double brag

I don't think they the time
Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the
they going for the thirty straight
I can't lie, man shit got me thirty-eight
Red hot, on
pot, on fire
Red dot, on
shots, on fire

I'm in that purple Lam', looking like dirty Sprite
Catchin' passes them birds, yeah that rowdy white
Where I'm from them things hot, and that talk is
And ain't nobody hearing shit, cause they to eat
All they can eat, buffet
Nigga selling anything, wild
DB9 stupid grill, yeah overbite
me nine stupid deals, this shit is overpriced
Got it vacuum sealed up, the hide the scent
So much that if they pull you over, smell it through the
If them people hit them lights, I be a wreck
When you don't nothing but the lights, now that's a nervous check

That black tee with them hoodies
The ski mask is my
You know I heard homies don't like them
If they the price I might go shootin' 'em for you
Take ya out and you ok
Niggas took a stand on that case
Got murked out at a bird house
seen the look on that ho face
When we kicked the off the hinge
Niggas that know walled out to win
Six feet when you catch a nigga 'sleep in the streets
Man I bet he doze off again
took a Chevy and blowed off the lid
Show a pounds and balled off the bitch
A couple hundred shots will hold off the
'Til my Will get home off his bid
I'mma do stickups
Two Mossberg in the pickup
Everybody your cool cause if anybody move
The bust shots will your whole clique up
Niggas get rushed out the lift up, lift off
Face in his ribcage, off
tax 30 badges for the 36
I'd rather rob and steal than flip soft stay on, fire