Luyện nghe bài hát Deceive

(R.O.C.)
You saw us
Tried to blow my down
But theses 3 lil pigs got these around the frown
If you not a playa yes let me see you rock
If you not a playa hata then why your gun
to do it ????? cause I'm tryin to do right
You well nigga tonight's the night
Where this goin ?????
Its goin way
Straight to lot
So as I get you now
I blessed
As I might do
Cause I fear for my
Like I was Colin Powell put in his
the morning paper
Don't read rapper
Over some jealous punks that have me
of fingers pointing
As the God
Only I'm Supportin is my multi love
For my family, my dollas, and my
And for the ones who ain't
God Bless the I sin
(Refrain)
try to deceive me
Never try to me
Never try to me
try to deceive me
(Hektic)
I'm coming at you like a breeze
I'm watchen you emcee's freeze in fact furring the dope's on the and come off of the blunt please
I can't lose Imma
I saw your bitch and my dick in her
Call me a skinner
There ain't no time for all of you silly hoes point
And that's how the story goes
I desecrate the souls that within
Cannot relate my mind states just flips and spins and
I weed to relax myself
Deep trains of thought leaving your screaming for help
A stealth
My crew can you mad drama
your ass now you fuckin with house
My cousin Matt has got my
We no tracks
a sack
Creatin Money stacks as a matter of
I got a problem my cheese
Fuck you and
Before ??????
How you deceive?
(Refrain)
Never try to me
Never try to me
try to deceive me
Never try to me
(Mr. Bones)
I hit you the infrared
tag I got you
I got the long brown
And like I'm Chewbacca
I glockas
Shit talkaz, yous binaca
To freshen the breath off hatas
Wack rhyme thinking they be in our league
But then we go and another trick form up the sleeve
in Jesus prodigal son
Wearin
I my thesis
Leavin compotation in
lyrics like a millimeter
Tongue is the
Got a pocket full of rubbers to my dipstick
Can ya me?
See my is fat
I eva pull the wrap from my baseball cap
I the 40 oz. Brew from the brown bag (brown bag)
My hand in my pocket to retrieve my
Big equal much smoke take a toke
Bet you dime or dollar you gone to choke
Out of site like a star
You who I are
the brother sippin gin in the back of the bar
And I rhymes like I got big game
I got a couple more dinero's then his name?
Stashed off in my sock like some old stamps
Stand clear set for perpetrators, and tramps
I got much more bounce to the ounce in
Turn the Volume up to 10 and watch window crack
Step back you believe me, don't ever try to be me, you can't see me
And you'll Neva eva me