Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Bars

For the year 2G the rap change for one name
aim to slain anything on this plane
Remains are found when the best kept secret get
You went wit a ghost writer,
so in the game you won you
My slang bang you need it
You man to pull a gun be man enuff to squeeze it
(*gunshots*) Die if you don't it
Anything to do wit millions be wit it
off to the hardcore niggaz FUCK the rest
In my guess y'all useless, just music
Never me for a fake MC
You got the wrong idea nigga I'm CT
Get murdered in a in the first degree
to me wit faggot tendacies
You'll be sleepin where the be
Ain't nuthin kinda to beef actually
but when it's on I raise automatically
Won't catch me as a victim and a rap
Dynasty hit VA in the summertime
Ten Bentleys in one
Gats in each hand, twin 45's in
Snipers hittin niggaz long for a rate
and daughters, one order you'll be floatin in water
Bad news home of the Dynasty
One luv to the ol school
They in the jail to raise us
Even the ones that to blaze us
but couldn't graze us
See dem bitch azz niggaz y'all killin amaze us
slobbin I'm spittin wit a mouf full of rage
(DIS MY NIGGA JEWELS REPRESENTIN BAD
YO MY SAY DAT SHIT)
Everybody stay fly get money and fuck bitches
I'm anything in plain view for my riches
VA's finest fillin up ditches, when turn to bitches
die for zero I'ma giant yall midgets
I killaz that kill for a fee
that'll kill yo' ass for free, me
How you die fast or slowly?
Fast as a rolie, as a rolie polie
I bought yo it was weak, trashed it now you owe me
All the hardcore know me
I aint knockin, I'm jus gon' up in the motherfucker
Takin anything that's rightfully
Lust, AKs, rifles, and
crew, thick designs
wit that shine all the time
Ain't nuthin sweet this rate of mystique
Got while you eat shit sleep and beat yo meat
die reachin fo heat, you leakin in da street
screamin he was a good boy ever since he was born
but fuck it he gon must go on niggas don't live that long
but hoes in niggas that think they head strong
got niggas hollerin Jewelz dead wrong on this
THIS TYPE OF DONT NEED NO HOOK
JUST FORTY BARS FROM DA MOUF OF A CROOK!!!
YO!!