Luyện nghe bài hát 90 Days

1:
it was a hot summers night i was it with gangsta.. fred out at hide park
chasin paper.known we keep tha best of green so you know i'm
smokin,lotta niggaz out here so you know i'm scopin.i aint wit that
scuffin shit, or wit being broken,waitin for a sucka to stick, thats what
i was hopin.spotted me a nigga,candy paint a spokin,sippin on his
liquor wit that blowface on that cokin,bullets will burn just like lava
that is molten,you victims learn to resist'll get ya croakin.always kept a
and bandana never knowin,when i have ta git my mayne,pull em out and poke
em,all up in ya grill ya it off,'cause i have spoken, i know that your
sick,but not git ya momma mopein,snatched him out tha car hit tha gas dawg
hissin,he down came on down, but out his head a patch was missin.

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90 at tha penna farm(that aint shit)3 bags and a firearm(that aint
shit)bogus tags and a bench warrant(that aint shit)police all at my
home(that shit)

2:

left tha car behind cypress garden projects,east memphis where we make
the stang, and thats to far bet,nigga hit up for some rims, he said
whatcha like,sold em to our bigga mayne out at mitchell heights,made tha
quicky then we went and bought a pound pound,straight ta gangstaz house
with no remorse we broke it down down,20 dollar bags all in memphis serve
em up,ridin wit these bogus tags,mayne we aint a fuck,map core on chelsea
ave seen tha sucka that we got,we done sold a bag to his now he lookin
hot,raisin up a dawg and nigga started blastin, i returned tha favor,
you know me no askin,donuts in tha lot tha niggaz pulled off we got
in,i hopped out tha car seen tha police and threw the glock in..to the
garbage can, they did'nt see me but caught a nigga wit them three bags
gangsta wit his steel trigga,

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