Luyện nghe bài hát A.mto P.m.

I still work, from the A.M. to the P.M.
Niggaz got beef, I'ma spray 'em when I see 'em

I pump on the street the A.M. to the P.M.
A nigga want beef, spray 'em when I see 'em
Lay 'em I see 'em, AK 'em when I see 'em
Hop out the Bronco, an' O.J. 'em I see 'em
Cut a bone out his skin, fillet 'em when I see 'em
den' his grill, I Kanye 'em when I see 'em
My young'uns On they job, so I'll pay 'em I see 'em
I Turn boys to men I Wanya em I see 'em
Cause I'll be on the grind the pm to the am
Paint with my rhymes, you can see 'em when I say 'em
My songs like movies you can see 'em when you play
If a nigga want beef, I see 'em I'ma spray 'em
For six g's I could get whip swiss cheesed
I'm like a red nosed pit, you a bread
please all 'em dudes in your crew ass
I'll get you strangled the strings on your doo-rag

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I move work from the A.M. to the P.M.
got beef, I'ma spray 'em when I see 'em
I still work from the A.M. to the P.M.
Niggaz got beef, I'ma 'em when I see 'em

I'ma let you talk all stupid, till you get hawked all stupid
Sparked out stupid, outlined in all stupid
Dog I bite I bark all stupid, it is what it is
I'm in the coupe roof droped all
hat cocked all stupid, gettin' top off stupid
My cop all stupid
We make on the block all stupid, it is what it is
It's a fact that I rap all
Get wig pushed back all stupid
We strapped all stupid, I'll get you clapped all
Don't let the pills and the make you act all stupid
I do my thing all stupid, let my chain bling all stupid
Ny ring all stupid and my earring all
I got them things and I all stupid

Yo, with my flow you amazed and astonished
I've hot since I copped my first sega with sonic
Back in the days when Kemp played for the sonics
I rocked the huge jeans and I played the
You I blow haze, I'll be blazing the chronic
It got my mind the egg in the omelette
I talk to God every day, and he me a promise
Me and T like, Malcolm and Elijah
Me and like Martin and Jessy
But the that I can get assassinated, is startin to stress me
I ain't tryna let the police arrest me
But I keep the steel tucked under the fresh tee
And I ain't just for my health
So before you me, you be betta off clappin at yourself
I ain't tryna battle on the mic
I have goons hop out on you like they did Harold at the light