Luyện nghe bài hát Back At You

Ashes to dust to dust
steel gats
never rust big till bust you could
blessed wit the side of life
just
you couldn't fight me wit your mic
down niggas eyes visualize bad reception
maced your interference souped your section
I travel a 2 2 bullet
throughout your body repped to the
representin
representin the hollow tip
blue slips, seen ships, you shit I follow through
the kite is sent
I might get bent, but still
no second thoughts, 'cause my is demandin
for the bloodshed(bloodshed) I leave mug red(mug red)
I'm like cancer cant catch me I done spread(done spread)
knob dead, enough said from the scene I fled
wit the paranoid thoughts runnin round my
It's like that war, project strike back it's on
what the fuck you sick I'll be right
wit the gat and end your motherfuckin era
your shortie set you up you dead-her
hunger for the big ends and better
Armeretto sours consumption
why you we thumpin
do to the fact the is bumpin
ice son you frontin

It's like that war, project strike back it's on
what the you sick, I'll be right back

right back to the fact
here take that, right at you
were at to
ran through
wasn't to capture, what is it that your goin after
the fourty-fifth will make clothes damper
put in the
the fabulous Infamous is movin
crime-tainin, to all my niggas your bangin
live in action, if you weere dapped then relax
what the fuck you said? I be back real maxin
blastin, up your Fila fashion
him what he askin feelin aint know what happened
back at the cabin, be at the round plannin
spread team plannin, expansion
slap a nigga handly style something foul
for tryin to down, my cash pile a hundred mile
I can recall the days, juvenile pays
14 old, shorty from round way
brick ass cold, still night to day
but why did my have to be this way
I rock Velour suits, flavors like fruits
my loot give razors in my suit
incase you try to me to the island
I for start whylin
back in New York, my got the cash pilin
peep this on some and teef shit
so drama, who the fuck knows who we got beef wit
lift you up off your feet like ski
for big fifth
niggas who riff but you riff
then Im on the next gettin bent in the clouds
on my way down for international crowds