Luyện nghe bài hát C2G

(featuring Restless)

Its the illness on
Yo hit me

Youngn'
Joe
Armin', T.S
Patterson, B-X
UP!

Boy, look what you done now
Ain't no stopping this or it down
Don't let me catch one of you out of pound
Heart is cold, be in war from the cradle to the grave
Man, what you done started now
no stopping this or calming it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of
Heart is cold, be in war the motherfucking cradle to the grave

1]
Cowards en traced all this anger and
Gon' make me damage my attitude is very impatient
Nigga crossed me, first thing I do is erase him
Yea he to be my dog, but fuck a relation
Once he get money and fame, everybody aging
Shit ain't no longer the same, your own niggaz be
Can't see another brother
So you backstab 'em just to see how he'll bleed
But I'm a man, pops always told me never fear no man
That's why I'm scarred up on hands
And love a bitch, hell naw I can't trust a bitch
'em and leave 'em, that's the way you thug a bitch
It's how a nigga was raised, with a full of rage
And I'm too stuck in my ways (You hear me?)
Its how a was raised, with a heart full of rage
And I'm just too in my ways (So fuck y'all)

2]
Dog I came to prove your wackness
Bunch of useless bastards always frontin', moving
is hardcore, ain't no acoustic classic
Nigga swift for anything reserving using a
Competition stand 'em in line, cause permission
I'm mine, occupation scramble and grind
Stop your facing, shank you knives
You're missing a soldier, operation declined
I'm a optician, with a vision to shine
A steps ahead of y'all, ain't no getting behind
Say what I choose 'cause I done payed my
Came from an error of pain and terror, alot of weather
I learned to survive the hatred and lies
That's why from far away, I can spot a in disguise
And believe me dog we scared, hope you came prepared
Straight Strong-Armin, nigga we play fair

[Verse 3 - Fat
B-X, T.S
Ya me?
Rest
Uh, yo, yo
Gear up, you to fear us
One false move and get up
like one high loop, man I bang you in the club
Drain the henny out your stomach and it with blood
You wish us to 'cause we too real
Selling two mills and still ain't afraid to steal
Ready Rock ain't concerned y'all
I'm too big too strong for
And I came too long for y'all, ya Pun
Takes to earn a pair of Terror Squad balls
Heard you niggaz want it with us, a fatal
Been blazing the game since niggaz
Crack is king, man the is mine
And I got no problem with bidding with +Shyne+
the real deal homie, stakes is high
Look at the mirror man I bet you hate life (Mu'fucker)