Luyện nghe bài hát Caine House

So I told you where I out
Ya got some sellin
Haller my out
man me an you
Runnin up out the cain
Nigga for you I blow his brains out
I blow his out
Ill blow his mutherfuckin out

So I told you I hang out
Ya got some then
Haller my out
man me an you
Runnin up out the house
just for you I blow his brains out
I blow his out
Ill blow his brains out

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Two of my hommies got
From the point tips
it looks like hell
Three point five
From narcotic sells
Gang thats maile
Seventy two incarcerated
All becouse my hood floss bloody
On the
playa hater shit
Is what brings that type of
a nigga need to start doin
Is kidnappin your mama
Catch me in the for 8 years
So my nigga catch stripes
In the of the night
Seein smoke pipes
Dub an coniac
Helps me deal these phonies
Busters sellin for g's that I
From the to ponies
I got with l's on they backs
Who through the crack
And shank's under they mattress
were you
When you realise
When glocks
To pop cops
a mil of these blocks
Ride in drop
Be foolin g-nocks
trust those bitches
They to squish and let em squeel
Go ahead and em
You'll have no money screamin
To tha billi
The reflections drummin solo
Hold on like en
Put out endo
Let down the
to our set
Seventeen to mix with the
Lettin em know at the do' the full clip
you bust at me
That slip
They runnin
The gun
To keep the nigga off lay low
Got on the pay roll
That'll when I say so
hay-lo's
It so fatel
On warnell to no one
Sometimes it to the point i
Cock my see what I'm sayin

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The is smokin
why my life
Has been livin hell
For the life up on the street
And to the prison
use is what
They me with a tec-9
An do got probable cause
They never did no time
Steady use of
another brothers man hood
They next time
Up under the
They say it's all
But I was
Didnt any better
Although I did comp out the
Fly to give a brotha
of prison teirs
My hommies beers
I guess henny
Should be life of what a lives
My only
Maybe be my last
But a tip for these cops
Next time I'm out with a blast
So if you look up in black man's
Eyes of madness
to buck you down
Upon the
For all my teachers
Give your up
If your up
hold up
We do or die
And you we
Straight

Nigga I got your
You got
Lets keep it
Throw your in the air
Uh-uh no time for
They'll miss the
Its do or die
When we out
you comin
Lets the scene
And go and out
An miss the
Trippin an
Lets get to
Mutherfuck die
he lied
About my flippin
Swole and a broke jaw
Fuck
My nigga you dead an
But you believe
Im bustin
got no time
For
Who just trip
You done his jaw
You broke my law
So now I to dip
Now
Up on ass
With this nine
You ain't fuckin a ho
You with a po
be a stone killa
My dead an gone
So rest in peace an his casket
Thiers plenty chances
If it takes ten
I swear ill this basterd
To war grab that chrome
Plus the clip matches
Retalliation is a
Thats why I'm asses
These bhn they straight be
Cus the I come from
Thats why I'm
Fully be
Cus these ho's want none
get along
Keep mo
Im player rythem
Got on the side
Whose bitin
By spittin
I got my
Off of
to try it out
What me do it
It was hood when I out
From north or
To the to the west
Who the best
So your chief
His ass die
I load this tec

To niggas in the pen
Who got sent up for bullshit
Yea pullin triggas fo' bigger
Thats it them loyal to this game
And some of these niggas ain't your
The niggas you think are your hommies are not your
So when you look behind back
That mutherfucker be havin a knife stabbin you
So you watch that
Its
About pen nigga
To the niggas on the an in the pen yea