Luyện nghe bài hát Cocaine

[ One ]
I'm too for the streets, watch me when I creep
I put five in ya, jeep - leave a sleep
Now you six feet over bullshit
Got a Mac 10 mouth ain't never pull
The ghetto dont make G's and mo
Get down or lay down, like Mack told niggaz
Or the fo fo, nigga - I let the guns blow nigga
I'm a rider - live til I die
Wall Street behind us - I'm a menace to society
Fuck And O dogg, I got the cane and the o's, dawg
I'm gangsta like and Alizay, thug passion
or die til they kill me and put me in thugs mansion
Gang bangin, this life-style got me heated
They want me burried so I don't leave with out the Desert
first, ask questions on way to county jail
Kill a nigga over my chain, 'cause I know I'ma make
I'm

[ Two ]
If I die tonight - bury me a G, amongsts rap
'Cause I spit bullets and rhymes, sixteens and
I keep a and a weapon, my baby momma got me stressin
Prayin on my knees night, askin God is there a heaven
So is my confession to my unborn child
If five shots drop me but I ain't take 'em and smile
I lost a lot of my to gang bangin and ditches
One finger on the trigger, dawg, I live the of a sinner
These wanna see me doing life in the pen
I'm a outlaw and the westcoast is ridin
My competition is none, I'm on the with guns
Starring death in the eyes, 20 niggaz deep, when we
My enemies is bitches - they on my riches
Can't in the street with out paparazzi taking pictures
Label me a made nigga, all the way Compton to Boston
niggaz keep talkin, I leave 'em dead in the coffin
I'm

[ Verse ]
Money bitches is my motto, in the street I'n known for catchin hollo's
Packing pistols and belvy and Grey Goose out the bottle
No role models, only killas and
Withness my niggaz with gats, and army fatigues
If it's murder, he wrote it, if I'm
let the devil excel quoted and that I'm strictly a rap poet
in my own tears, chastized by my own peers
I'm a of my childhood years
My mother told me I'm hopeless, my pops around
One of the why I'm clutchin a pound
California dreaming, chronic out the beamer
One hand on the nina,scheeming got hoochie bitches screaming
know that I'm a celeberty - keep the cop-killers in the clip
And watch my back is what my keep telling me
Twenty-one years old, no so I ride with the Desert
and pay homage to the hardest rap
I'm