Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Bars

For the year 2G the rap change for one name
Jewelz aim to anything on this plane
Remains are found when the kept secret get heated
You went wit a ghost writer,
so in the you won you cheated
My slang bang you need it
You man enuff to a gun be man enuff to squeeze it
(*gunshots*) Die if you believe it
to do wit millions I'ma be wit it
Hats off to the hardcore niggaz the rest
In my y'all useless, just talkin music
Never me for a fake MC
You got the idea nigga I'm CT fool
Get murdered in a second in the first
Come to me wit faggot
You'll be sleepin the maggots be
nuthin kinda used to beef actually
but when on I raise first automatically
Won't catch me as a and a rap casualty
Dynasty hit VA in the summertime
Ten in one line
Gats in each hand, twin 45's in
Snipers niggaz long distance for a rate
Sons and daughters, one order be floatin in water
Bad news of the Dynasty Raiders
One luv to the ol school
They in the jail tryin to us
the ones that tried to blaze us
but couldn't graze us
See dem bitch azz niggaz y'all killin amaze us
Y'all slobbin I'm spittin wit a mouf full of
(DIS MY JEWELS REPRESENTIN BAD NEWS
YO MY SAY DAT SHIT)
stay fly get money kill and fuck bitches
I'm hittin anything in plain for my riches
VA's finest fillin up ditches, when turn to bitches
die for zero I'ma giant yall midgets
I know that kill for a fee
kill yo' ass for free, believe me
How you wanna die or slowly?
as a rolie, slow as a rolie polie
I bought yo it was weak, trashed it now you owe me
All the hardcore niggas me
I aint knockin, I'm jus bust up in the motherfucker
anything that's rightfully mines
Lust, AKs, rifles, and
Physique crew, designs
wit jewels that shine all the
Ain't nuthin sweet this rate of mystique
Got niggas while you eat shit sleep and beat yo
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 life must go on niggas live that long
but hoes in niggas that think they head strong
got hollerin Jewelz dead wrong on this song
THIS TYPE OF MURDA DONT NO HOOK
JUST FORTY BARS FROM DA MOUF OF A CROOK!!!
YO!!