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 going for the thirty
I can't lie, man that shit got me
Red hot, on
Glass pot, on
Red dot, on
Five shots, on

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 my dealer tag, fuck you trying to say
Know niggas doing ten, blame it on the yay
Clip hold half a hundred, it on the K
Still the realest in it, these 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 home, this my Lego spot
You ever seen so money in a duffel bag?
as you open up the zipper, the bitch will double brag

I don't think know the time
Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the
they 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 some dirty
Catchin' passes with them birds, yeah rowdy white
Where I'm from them things hot, and that talk is
And ain't nobody shit, cause they trying to eat
All can eat, buffet style
Nigga selling anything, wild
DB9 stupid grill, yeah overbite
Need me nine deals, this shit is overpriced
Got it vacuum sealed up, that's the hide the
So much that if pull you over, smell it through the vent
If them people hit lights, I be a nervous wreck
When you don't fear nothing but the lights, now a nervous check

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