Luyện nghe bài hát Black Wrist Bro's

"Now, we all fear, evil men
But there is another kind of evil, which we must fear
And is, the indifference, of good, men!"

Aiyyo duty, it's all about us, you me?
I'm only callin on us, now P'll die dumb
Lie none 'til my dawg lies the gun for my
Have a nigga run to the morgue
ID the body, for tryna touch mine
On some Bad Boy, Puffy shit, Shyne
Fuck fame, you hear me? try to touch my co-D
My D, protected like my O.G.'s

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So never say never, well forever dawg I'm witchu
Watch you hatin, contemplatin, waitin to take a at you
just me and you plus pistols duty cause niggaz talkin
Least we speakin same dudes that felt the heat, stiff in chalk
We put it down on the block, these flagrant
Makin statements indictin extra cases, an early placement
First and firm, never and aim
Forever co-defendants Fist, I'll fist out some serious pain

It's easy to be the coldest in
But can you write your heart in a rhyme and spit soul in the mic?
The streets talkin a weak
They currently devour the soft but they eat dawgs
Whether few others, two and two mothers
In a blaze of a light, I bet two of us
Don't try to do some slick shit and die it
Cause I bet it on life you gon' die without it

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Peep how I pound that ass and her
Blazin Cools and market booze, the tools even suckas
Wrist, Iron Fist all day
The S.K. spray, niggaz move like "RAY!"
For the fat funny guy, I jerk 'em Jackie Gleason
Leave 'em standin indecent, wheezin needin a breathin
In the middle of murk season, I flirt like a church with death
or at least my last breath

[Chorus:
[gun cocks] My is me and you
To them tats on our right we both bein true
Yo' needs is my needs, my seeds is yo'
One hurt and we bleed
We gon' ride 'til them fall off
Or God wanna us off {*blam*}
I don't when you pop that gat
Don't ever doubt you got my back

[1st
We put our life stories in a song, boast how we pop
It's the truth duke and more just a hot line
I got mine minus yours cause you it and squeeze
My niggaz down on they luck, niggaz down on y'all knees
at him, you holla at me
I'm for whatever forever, however it gotta be
In the clubs or the streets, once these feel this heat
Bats, or the beef, with the love of the D

You want trouble with P that's trouble with 1st
We carry weight on our back doubled this Earth
You know we at, in the struggle to search
Come on my turf, leave your blood in this dirt
With the pride of your manhood I paved the
Livin like a movie, it's a gangsta script
my duty my co-star, been in two so far
Two like rice with no R

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