Luyện nghe bài hát Blood in, Blood out

me and my roll dog,
came up at an early age on the corner 'cane,
bangin and everythang,
we some gangstas,
to the right,
blood in, out brothas, and we swore that was for life,
servin keys of weed, and be clockin them G's a week,
we got whatever you need, a come and see me,
or my mutherfuckin nug bout to this city up, show love,
or catch bug from that nine millimeter slug,
i bread with this nigga, i bust lead with this nigga,
heard he fucking the feds,
believe it, not my nigga,
sellin me for the cash, was he too fast,
talkin behind my to them damn hood rats,
i'm crazy, ain't that a bitch,
you try and get bitched and closest Rodey
into a snitch,
just and laughin in your fucking face,
behind your fuckin back, hookin you with a fuckin case,
going insane and i know what to think,
out my mind as i take another drink
of that hennessy, cognac,
got me for my nine,
to peel this niggas cap,
so i out the house
and i for the corner,
i seen that nigga, up on him,
you's a goner,
up that itchy to his temple, why'd you try to me Rodey,
started seeing me,
this ain't no New Jack City,
and my name no mutherfuckin Nino Brown,
a tear rolled down my cheek, i blew his brains on the ground,
all around, lights all in my face,
dick boys on the case, so i towards the gate,
freeze,
please,
thats what i them punk ass cops,
all of a i heard a shot,
couldn't believe i got popped,
didn't drop, turned around, my nine, then i pulled it,
started yelling just like fates, bitch i took fuckin bullet,
turned cold, and got dark,
i couldn't feel but the beatin of my heart

blood in out
i thought that we was
can't he crossed me
got to him off G
am i my keeper
i thought that was for
its gonna be a murder nigga gots ta die