Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy On Death Row

[Intro: Dave
I welcome to greatness
You now witnessing a
Real nigga

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

[Verse 2: The
I with a Glock, bullets run out, niggas getting socked off top
We selling 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, your wifey at IHOP
Your mother love that cyclops, my one-eyed monster
Interrogations keep comin' back, shit like karma
They add grams, now I moving with Benz, ain't talking

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

[Verse 5: 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 never valance
Checks pilin', black shades wave the smilin'
Nautica trunks, a hundred on the next island

6: The Game]
My neck stylin', 5 karats on the angel
Aventador, Gold Daytons, its a Compton
Don't make me switch ribs, hop in the ghost like it's
Run up on a con spittin' ether I am out of Queens
Walk up on a nigga, broad day, him out of things
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 Harlem cookin' collard
I start trippin', it's like Future when he out of
And I don't do construction but this hangin' out my jeans
And what you rappers gon' do you run out of memes
You can run on Instagram, but can't the beam, nigga

[Verse 7: Dave
Dope in Michigan, Detroit stamp
I run it like Barry Sanders, the Spanish Lansky
Hoodlum, my alliances out in
We steps like Crooklyn, follow the lord, took 'em
A hundred bookies, on Golden State
Fiends sniffin' 8 balls as I watched his go in that plate

8: The Game]
What he snorting up? Cuttin' wire taps, you recording 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, tuck
with the packed pockets fat as Lady Luck
East!

[Verse 9: East]
got me up in buildings like I'm Peter Parker
Trash bags to the ceiling, it ain't no for talkin'
Keep your opinions, I'm finished, you gon' need a coffin
Out in my city, cameras flashing The Beatles walkin'
Knockin' Lenny Kravitz in the 550, by slow
my bitches slide down poles

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

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

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