Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy On Death Row

[Intro: East]
I ya'll to greatness
You now witnessing a
Real shit

[Verse 1: East]
Uh, I've seen it all from a crackhead living
get in tune with negative vibes
Look in my eyes, 27 years of pain when I
Thing in my pants, never ever for romance
Finger fuckin' til my palm hurt, I with the plan

[Verse 2: The
I came with a Glock, bullets run out, niggas getting off top
We were dope, like we was from the rock
Off pot, out the Cutlass letting off shots
Bill gettin' head, you buggin', you think I'm not

[Verse 3: Dave
Donald Trump ain't safe on my block, gotcha wifey at IHOP
Your baby love that cyclops, my one-eyed monster
Interrogations keep comin' back, shit feel like
add grams, now I moving with Benz, ain't talking contra

[Verse 4: The
Verse-y, have mercy on a nigga ridin' in the Mercy
With some and she from Marcy
The brain Bosley, nigga no Bill Cosby
Samsung, champagne spillin' on it me
Laced in Tom Ford, hard bottoms in the

5: Dave East]
I missed the Met Gala, eatin' linguine the best scallops
Shit, I knew we was the before I met Khaled
Chasin' lettuce out here for the next salad
I'm from the East of Harlem, we never stress valance
Checks pilin', black shades wave the Tech
Nautica trunks, a hundred blunts on the island

[Verse 6: The
My neck stylin', 5 karats on the angel
Aventador, Gold Daytons, its a Compton
Don't make me ribs, hop in the ghost like it's Halloween
Run up on a con spittin' ether I am out of Queens
Walk up on a nigga, day, take him out of things
him like Barkley, make him play the block without a ring
Me and Dave, and Jada, heroin and gasoline
RIP to Yams, when we in Harlem collard greens
I start trippin', it's like Future he out of lean
And I don't do construction but hammer hangin' out my jeans
And what you gon' do when you run out of memes
You can run on Instagram, but can't outrun the beam,

[Verse 7: East]
Dope in Michigan, Detroit Lions
I run it like Sanders, the Spanish Meyer Lansky
Hoodlum, my out in Brooklyn
We play like Crooklyn, follow the lord, took 'em
A hundred bookies, on Golden State
Fiends sniffin' 8 balls as I watched his face go in plate

8: The Game]
What he up? Cuttin' wire taps, you ain't recording us
Fresh of J's, and stilla fuck Michael Jordan up
Go to jail, CO's and tell the warden, "What?"
My niggas at your crib, but your underwater stuck
Mastros, order up, Audemar, tuck
Baltimore with the packed pockets fat as Luck
East!

[Verse 9: Dave
got me up in buildings like I'm Peter Parker
Trash bags to the ceiling, it no need for talkin'
Keep your opinions, I'm finished, you gon' need a coffin
Out in my city, cameras like The Beatles walkin'
Knockin' Lenny Kravitz in the 550, by slow
Couple my bitches slide down

10: The Game]
That Ace of Diamonds, King of stadium now we at Onyx
I see head in my future, called like he designer
Nigga called a thug, but we know that he vagina
The rap Jamal Lyon, heat, they call cryin'
I'll crush your Empire, then eat girl cookie
You good with the hooks, Hakeem, you fuckin' rookie

[Verse 11: East]
Understand that ain't like nothing you ever see in your life
Bouncer at the club my block you let me tuck the pipe
You having a with your spouse, cuz you ain't fucking right
I'm probably shopping for a house to keep my comfort right
Lennox Ave to Rosecrans, to Cedar Block
was up early so I was the first to see the block

[Outro: The
meets West my nigga
They say Compton is just like Harlem, I that's right
Soon as I land in JFK man, had a
Had a Uber take me to muthafuckin' mid-town man
Pick up my Lambo
Then I am heading to 145 in Lenox
Thats I play, Game nigga
Pull the Lambo in that Amy Ruth's, they know me in
Gimme that corner in the back
Let me get fried chicken
That cornbread out first, smokin'
Real shit, Compton