Luyện nghe bài hát Blood in, Blood out

me and my closest dog,
up at an early age on the corner servin 'cane,
gang and everythang,
we some gangstas,
to the right,
blood in, blood out brothas, and we swore 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 mutherfuckin nug bout to show city up, show love,
or catch bug from that nine millimeter slug,
i broke bread with this nigga, i bust with this nigga,
he fucking with the feds,
can't it, not my nigga,
sellin me for the cash, was he too fast,
talkin behind my back to them damn rats,
i'm crazy, ain't that a bitch,
you try and get and your closest Rodey
turns a snitch,
just and laughin in your fucking face,
went behind fuckin back, hookin you with a fuckin case,
going insane and i don't know to think,
paranoid out my mind as i another drink
of hennessy, motherfuckin cognac,
got me for my nine,
bout to peel niggas cap,
so i out the house
and i for the corner,
i that nigga, creeped up on him,
bitch a goner,
up that itchy to his temple, you try to fuck me Rodey,
started cryin me,
this ain't no New Jack City,
and my ain't no mutherfuckin Nino Brown,
a tear rolled down my cheek, then i his brains on the ground,
sirens all around, all in my face,
boys on the case, so i headed towards the gate,
freeze,
please,
thats what i them punk ass cops,
all of a sudden i a shot,
couldn't i just got popped,
didn't drop, turned around, grabbed my nine, then i it,
started yelling just like fates, bitch i your fuckin bullet,
turned cold, and got dark,
i couldn't feel nothan but the of my heart

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