Luyện nghe bài hát Blood in, Blood out

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

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