Luyện nghe bài hát 38

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I don't think they the time

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

Ooh oh, your back
And he way to flashy, got my back
Nigga I just left the lot, I ain't to play
He pull me from my dealer tag, you trying to say
Know some niggas doing ten, it on the yay
Clip half a hundred, blame it on the K
Still the nigga in it, these niggas CB4
This is fuck a records, and I'm the CEO
Got them stack long and wide, like Lego blocks
This ain't even my real home, my Lego spot
You ever so much money in a duffel bag?
Soon as you open up the zipper, the will double brag

I don't they 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
shots, on fire

I'm in that purple Lam', looking like some Sprite
Catchin' passes with them birds, yeah that white
Where I'm from them things hot, and talk is cheap
And ain't hearing shit, cause they trying to eat
All they can eat, buffet
selling anything, buffet wild
DB9 grill, yeah that overbite
me nine stupid deals, this shit is overpriced
Got it vacuum sealed up, that's the hide the
So much that if they pull you over, smell it the vent
If them people hit lights, I be a nervous wreck
When you don't fear nothing but the lights, now that's a check

That tee with them nice hoodies
The ski is my uniform
You know I heard your homies like them
If they the right I might go shootin' 'em for you
Take ya out and you ok
Niggas took a stand on that dope
Got out chillin' at a bird house
seen the look on that ho face
When we the doors off the hinge
Niggas that don't know out to win
Six feet deep when you a nigga 'sleep in the streets
Man I bet he won't off again
took a Chevy and blowed off the lid
Show a hundred pounds and balled off the
A couple hundred shots hold off the picks
'Til my homeboy get home off his bid
still do stickups
Two Mossberg pumps in the
keep your cool cause if anybody move
The bust shots will tear your clique up
Niggas get rushed out the ambulance lift up, off
Face in his ribcage, off
tax 30 badges for the 36
I'd rob and steal than flip soft I'mma stay on, fire