Luyện nghe bài hát 38

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I don't think know the time

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

Ooh oh, your back
And he way to flashy, got my back
Nigga I left the lot, I ain't come to play
He pull me from my tag, fuck 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 and wide, like some Lego blocks
This ain't even my real home, this my spot
You ever seen so money in a duffel bag?
Soon as you open up the zipper, the will double brag

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

I'm in that purple Lam', looking like dirty Sprite
Catchin' passes with birds, yeah that rowdy white
I'm from them things hot, and that talk is cheap
And ain't nobody hearing shit, cause trying to eat
All can eat, buffet style
Nigga selling anything, buffet
DB9 grill, yeah that overbite
Need me nine stupid deals, this 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 hit them lights, I be a nervous wreck
When you don't fear but the lights, now that's a nervous check

That black tee with nice hoodies
The ski mask is my
You know I heard your homies like them
If they the right price I might go 'em for you
ya hickies out and you ok
Niggas took a stand on that dope
Got murked out at a bird house
Shoulda seen the on that ho face
When we kicked the doors off the
Niggas that know walled out to win
Six feet deep when you a nigga 'sleep in the streets
Man I bet he won't doze off
Niggas took a Chevy and off the lid
Show a hundred and balled off the bitch
A couple hundred will hold off the picks
'Til my Will get home off his bid
I'mma do stickups
Two pumps in the pickup
keep your cool cause if anybody move
The bust shots will tear whole clique up
Niggas get rushed out the ambulance lift up, off
in his ribcage, ripped off
Niggas tax 30 for the 36
I'd rob and steal than flip soft I'mma stay on, fire