Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Man

Call me Mane when I'm on the stage with you
But me Jessie James when I hold this damn pistol
You can call me Gucci when I do a song with you
But don't walk up on me homes, I ain't finna blow no with you
Got young shooters with me they don't get along with you
If you ain't get no money what is wrong with you
And I can't tell your own thing must have gone pitcher
I'm in the whip sippin' lean, with this very swisher
I'm drinkin' promethazine and codeine and apple juice mixture
If you knew that you wouldn't do that I swear you would not her
Yous a Barnes ass nigga tryin' to tell on Guy Fisher
If a was to die today I bet his hood would not miss him

Yous a dead man, games with the bread
Yous a man, I put that pistol to your head man
Dead man playing games with my bread
You in the red man, fuck and be a dead man
Dead man, dead man, yous a man
Dead man, man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put that to your head man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your head man, man

Five deuce, 4 6 A
8 watches, 4 chains 6
Pot forks, at a high cost
From coast to coast, I set numbers on the
Remix it yo, you know I can sell you 16-5
Prices then Shawty Lo, when I drive
Got my leanin', low bricks inside
Got 'em stash in the door, road running
Me and Gucci getting bands yeah keep comin'
Tractor trailer in the morning won't jugging
Every month I make 4 hundred, I'm a nigga
I got off of junkies

Yous a dead man, playing games with the
a dead man, I put that pistol to your head man
Dead man, you playing games my bread
You in the red man, around and be a dead man
Dead man, man, yous a dead man
Dead man, man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put pistol to your head man
Dead man, I put pistol to your head man, dead man

What the fuck is you thinking? Lil bitch you have been drinking
This chopper had got me feeling like
If I let it ride you to be stinkin'
I'm a asshole I do what I to
Old shit that's for you to fight to
I don't give a fuck I don't like you
Got that fire bitch I might you
Bitch I am the streets you just tough
Couple of snow like I was on bluff
Call me the master like
Bad boy for real, no
If a pussy I don't pimp mine
Just keep distance don't play with mine
Stay in your place fall out the
Have them young all in your head to pay a fine
You can find me in the what a hood don't go
Heard you're somebody the don't know
If a nigga up, tell 'em watch this show
Money never sit so I don't blow
King of the just call me sire
On my thrown ain't no one
T.R.U.T.H. no
Real street nigga I retire

Yous a dead man, playing games with the
Yous a man, I put that pistol to your head man
Dead man, you're games with my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a man
Dead man, dead man, yous a man
Dead man, man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put that pistol to head man
Dead man, I put pistol to your head man, dead man