Luyện nghe bài hát Caine House

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

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

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Two of my hommies got
the hollow point tips
Cepts it like hell
point five million
From those narcotic
Gang signs thats
Seventy two incarcerated
All becouse my hood bloody body's
On the
That playa shit
Is what brings type of drama
What a nigga need to doin
Is just kidnappin mama
me in the game for 8 years
So watch my nigga stripes
In the of the night
Seein smoke pipes
Dub an coniac
Helps me deal with phonies
Busters for g's that I stack
From the back to
I got hommies with l's on backs
Who through the crack
And hidin shank's they mattress
Where you
When you realise
When glocks
To pop those
Makes a mil of these
Ride in tops
Be foolin g-nocks
Dont those bitches
They to squish and let em squeel
Go and trust em
have no money screamin biaatch
To tha ba-bang
The reflections drummin solo
Hold on en vogue
Put out that
Let down the
to our set
Seventeen to mix with the
Lettin em know at the do' with the full
you bust at me
That nigga
They runnin
The gun
To keep the off that lay low
Got on the pay roll
kill when I say so
Three
It gets so
On talk to no one
Sometimes it to the point i
Cock my ho's see what I'm

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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 caught me with a
An do they got probable
They never did no time
use of prison
Took another brothers man
They choose time
Up the bench
They say all good
But I was
Didnt any better
Although I did comp out the
Fly to give a seven
Years of teirs
My hommies beers
I this henny
Should be life of what a thug
My only
wont be my last
But a tip for these cops
Next time I'm goin out with a
So if you look up in this black
Eyes of straight
Ready to buck you
Upon the
For all my teachers
your souls up
If your up
Dont up
We do or die
And you we
soldiers

Nigga I got your
You got
keep it comin
Throw your in the air
no time for runnin
They'll miss the
Its do or die
we ride out
Niggero you
leave the scene
And go and out
An miss the
Trippin an
get to dippin
Mutherfuck die
Becouse he
my hommie flippin
Swole head and a jaw
Fuck
My you dead an gone
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 nine milla
You ain't with a ho
You with a po
be a stone killa
My nigga an gone
So in peace an close his casket
Thiers plenty more
If it takes ten
I swear ill kill basterd
To war zone that chrome
the clip that matches
Retalliation is a
Thats why I'm kickin
These bhn they be trippin
Cus the hood I from
why I'm packin
Fully be
Cus these don't want none
Cant get
this mo
Im talkin player
Got niggas on the
Whose ears
By spittin
I got my
Off of
to try it out
What me do it
It was when I ride out
north or south
To the east to the
Who the best
So your chief
His ass die
When I load tec

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