Luyện nghe bài hát Blood in, Blood out

me and my roll dog,
came up at an early age on the servin 'cane,
gang and everythang,
we mutherfuckin gangstas,
to the right,
blood in, blood out brothas, and we that was for life,
servin them keys of weed, and be them G's a week,
we got whatever you need, just a and see me,
or my nug bout to show this city up, show love,
or catch that bug that nine millimeter slug,
i broke bread with this nigga, i bust lead with nigga,
heard he fucking the feds,
can't it, not my nigga,
me for the cash, was he movin too fast,
talkin my back to them damn hood rats,
i'm crazy, ain't that a bitch,
you try and get and your closest Rodey
turns a snitch,
just smilin and in your fucking face,
went behind your fuckin back, you with a fuckin case,
going and i don't know what to think,
paranoid out my mind as i take another
of hennessy, motherfuckin cognac,
got me for my nine,
bout to this niggas cap,
so i walked out the
and i for the corner,
i that nigga, creeped up on him,
you's a goner,
up that to his temple, why'd you try to fuck me Rodey,
started cryin me,
nigga ain't no New Jack City,
and my name ain't no Nino Brown,
a tear 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 them ass cops,
all of a i heard a shot,
couldn't believe i got popped,
didn't drop, turned around, grabbed my nine, 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 that we was family
can't believe he me
got to him off G
am i my keeper
i thought that was for
its gonna be a murder this gots ta die