Luyện nghe bài hát Commission

From cuttin' solid Purico to Fritos
Went grams to kilos
Mac in one hand, in the hand grands and c-notes
got my eyes wider than a 430 Buggy

No tellin' what the fuck I'll do for this
Stay posted up with killers and cut throats
The thoroughest who in they pussy stuff coke
As I cook and cut coke with the bakin' soda arm and

hammers
Think you Nigga, my clique's bananas
over with the mafia
Hittin' niggas for they bricks gracias

The cockiest, obvious, it's me, he, who?
Confront frontin' niggas like, "You want it? nigga, me too"
What the fuck, I'm callin' your bluff, act like they stopped
guns after they made yours

I'm sponsored by the NRA, DOA
Grin and stand your coffin like, "Hey you"
Tell the devil I'm comin', it hot
For now I got my eyes on a spot, don't stop

Die for it, the stand, lie for it
trial, get up in the chair and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', swim with the fish'n
Mothafucka respect it, the

Die for it, the stand, lie for it
trial, get up in the chair and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', swim with the fish'n
Mothafucka it, the commission

I buy and bricks with my nigga PD
Down the team called BBE
Now if you want to join the you know you must see me
Buy ya talk to FEDS or dick RID

It's a cold baby boy, fuck it, I'm colder
Animals on my back keep my warm, my
Frank Lucas persona, warmin' up in the sauna
Let me warn ya, trip against my team a goner

Infact drastic
A couple in the mattress
With a safe dick I say taxes
Rather endulge in tape pig tie tactics

Crime pays, nigga, nine-hundred and ways
My destiny's vague, will I survive or blow
Lay shot up, Puff in denial
While my enemies smile, buried in style, Gucci suits and
Sneakin' drugs through Heavens

Die for it, the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the and fry for it
tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n
Mothafucka it, the commission

Pop, pop, pop, warning shot, to blame
Shyne mothafucka, don't forget the
Stretch the Caine, to cop the house and the
'Til my massacre,

Brains hang from the of my Range
Fuck the FEDS, two and one red
Firm tight, hold the in this game of life
suffice

Paper's a
Fallen and Angel dust
My team do dirt to layin' in the dust
Million dollar portraits in my fortress of it's Po

Bloodstainin', aeroplanin', hundred horses slow
Platinum cable, table, so all the bosses know
I'm over
'Cause they coke got too bakin' soda

They say, ain't everything
You fuckin' right nigga, the only thing
In God we trust, the thing
I look my enemy's eye
Let 'em know you fly you go out Kennedy style

Die for it, the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the and fry for it
Never or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n
respect it, the commission

Die for it, the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', rather with the fish'n'
Mothafucka respect it, the