Luyện nghe bài hát Caine House

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

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

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Two of my got killed
From the point tips
Cepts it looks hell
point five million
From narcotic sells
Gang thats maile
Seventy two hours
All becouse my floss bloody body's
On the
That playa hater
Is what brings that type of
What a need to start doin
Is kidnappin your mama
me in the game for 8 years
So my nigga catch stripes
In the middle of the
Seein fiends pipes
Dub an coniac
Helps me deal with phonies
Busters sellin for g's that I
From the back to
I got with l's on they backs
Who fell the crack
And hidin shank's under mattress
Where you
When will you
When cockin
To pop cops
a mil of these blocks
Ride in tops
Be with g-nocks
Dont trust bitches
They to squish and let em squeel
Go and trust em
You'll have no money screamin
To tha ba-bang
The reflections drummin like
Hold on like en
Put out endo
Let down the
to our set
Seventeen to mix with the
Lettin em know at the do' with the clip
When you at me
nigga slip
They runnin
The gun
To keep the off that lay low
Got niggs on the pay
kill when I say so
Three
It gets so
On warnell to no one
it gets to the point i
Cock my ho's see I'm sayin

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The is smokin
why my life
Has this livin hell
For the thug life up on the
And to the prison
use is what
They caught me with a
An do they got cause
They never did no time
Steady use of
Took brothers man hood
They choose time
Up the bench
say it's all good
But I was
Didnt any better
Although I did out the bootcamp
Fly to a brotha seven
Years of prison
My hommies pourin
I guess this
be life of what a thug lives
My only
Maybe wont be my
But a tip for these cops
Next time I'm goin out with a
So if you up in this black man's
Eyes of madness
Ready to you down
Upon the
For all my past
Give your up
If your up
hold up
We do or die
And you we
Straight

Nigga I got your
You got
keep it comin
Throw your in the air
Uh-uh no for runnin
They'll the gunnin
Its do or die
we ride out
Niggero you
Lets leave the
And go and out
An miss the
Trippin an
Lets get to
gonna die
Becouse he
About my hommie
Swole and a broke jaw
that
My nigga you dead an
But you believe
Im back
got no time
For
Who just trip
You broke his jaw
You broke my law
So now I to dip
Now
Up on ass
this nine milla
You ain't fuckin a ho
You with a po
That be a killa
My dead an gone
So in peace an close his casket
Thiers more chances
If it ten years
I ill kill this basterd
To war zone grab that
Plus the clip matches
is a must
Thats why I'm asses
These bhn they be trippin
Cus the I come from
why I'm packin
Fully be
Cus these ho's don't want
Cant get
Keep mo
Im talkin rythem
Got niggas on the
Whose ears
By negatism
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 fuck your
His ass die
When I this tec

To niggas in the pen
Who got sent up for this
Yea pullin triggas fo' bigger
Thats it them niggas 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 shit
Its
that pen nigga
To the niggas on the an in the pen yea