Luyện nghe bài hát Black Wrist Bro's

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

Aiyyo duty, it's all us, you hear me?
I'm only callin on us, now P'll die dumb
Lie none my dawg lies the gun for my dawg
Have a family run to the morgue
Gotta ID the body, for tryna mine
On some Bad Boy, Puffy shit, fuck
Fuck fame, you me? Don't try to touch my co-D
My roll D, protected my O.G.'s

[1st
So never say never, well forever dawg I'm rock
Watch you hatin, contemplatin, waitin to a shot at you
It's just me and you pistols duty cause niggaz talkin
Least when we speakin same dudes that felt the heat, in chalk
We put it down on the block, these flagrant
Makin statements extra cases, needin an early placement
First and firm, never and aim
Forever co-defendants Iron Fist, I'll fist out some pain

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

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Peep how I that ass and finger-fuck her
Blazin and market booze, the tools even single suckas
Black Wrist, Iron all day
The S.K. spray, make niggaz move "RAY!"
For the fat funny guy, I jerk 'em like Gleason
Leave 'em standin indecent, needin a breathin treatment
In the middle of season, I flirt like a church deacon with death
or at least until my breath

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

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

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

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