Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy On Death Row

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

[Verse 1: Dave
Uh, I've it all from a crackhead living room
Never get in tune with vibes
Look in my eyes, 27 of pain when I glance
Thing in my pants, ever came for romance
Finger fuckin' til my hurt, I came with the plan

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

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

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

5: Dave East]
I the Met Gala, eatin' linguine with the best scallops
Shit, I knew we was the before I met Khaled
Chasin' lettuce out here lookin' for the next
I'm from the East Side of Harlem, we stress valance
Checks pilin', black shades wave the smilin'
Nautica trunks, a hundred blunts on the next

[Verse 6: The
My neck stylin', 5 karats on the wings
Aventador, Gold Daytons, its a thing
Don't make me switch ribs, hop in the ghost like it's
Run up on a con spittin' ether like I am out of
Walk up on a nigga, broad day, take him out of
Leave him Barkley, make him play the block without a ring
Me and Dave, and Jada, heroin and gasoline
RIP to Yams, when we in cookin' 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 you rappers gon' do when you run out of memes
You can run on Instagram, but can't the beam, nigga

7: Dave East]
Dope in Michigan, Lions stamp
I run it Barry Sanders, the Spanish Meyer Lansky
Hoodlum, my alliances out in
We play steps Crooklyn, follow the lord, took 'em
A bookies, bettin' on Golden State
Fiends sniffin' 8 as I watched his face go in that plate

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

9: Dave East]
Sour got me up in buildings like I'm Parker
Trash bags to the ceiling, it no need for talkin'
Keep opinions, when I'm finished, you gon' need a coffin
Out in my city, cameras flashing like The Beatles
Knockin' Lenny Kravitz in the 550, by slow
Couple my bitches down poles

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

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

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