Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Make

Don't make, make, me kill, me kill
No mu'fuckin' in here, in here
I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot, 3 shots, 3
Somebody done me hot, me hot
Don't make, make, me kill, me kill
No body in here, in here
I'mma shoot, shoot, 3 shots, 3 shots
done made me hot, me hot

You got me fucked up, we guns and hit targets
Meat market, chop haters up who shit
MJG, rippin' holes in gaurds
Outta line, polices' and who think they body hard
And the party started, I thought we was all chillin'
I figured that be leavin' here all livin'
You too close partna, you askin' too much baby
You need to get way from round me, before our clique crazy

They ma-ny niggaz come round, talkin'
They hot, but not, fuckin' with fat boy and MJ
we the truth, holla at a playa man
Streets are the booth, we poppin' at you man
Soft ass niggaz they chin hit the floor
Off niggaz take they cheese and they hoe
Mafio, Mafio, know, niggas know
When them live G's hit the door, hit the door

make, don't make, me kill, me kill
No mu'fuckin' in here, in here
shoot, I'mma shoot, 3 shots, 3 shots
Somebody made me hot, me hot
make, don't make, me kill, me kill
No mu'fuckin' body in here, in
I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot, 3 shots, 3
Somebody done me hot, me hot

I got a 22, not much than my finger
A winchester pistol grip pump a head ringer
A two shot derringer, not millinater
A big 40 glock, just me the gun slanger
Some AK spray to the front line
One and thirty dead from squeezin' off one time
All you muthafuckin' niggaz, yappin' that fly lip
Let it rip, don't slip, I'm with fly clips

We fifty deep and every nigga with me got ice on
Look, gottta brake your face like Roy Jones
Crush your bones when it's on, we never scared
Them Memphis boys, we so serious it's 'bout that bread
Kidnap family members, them niggaz don't no witness
They all a gangsta, that shit be so addictive
When we pull up, know who we are by the car
We big, and you know Diddy he gonna buy the bar

Don't make, don't make, me kill, me
No mu'fuckin' in here, in here
shoot, I'mma shoot, 3 shots, 3 shots
Somebody done me hot, me hot
Don't make, make, me kill, me kill
No mu'fuckin' body in here, in
I'mma shoot, shoot, 3 shots, 3 shots
Somebody made me hot, me hot

Take your off, I'm blowin' your neck off and eyes out
High speed chase, I'll you to your hideout
Shoot your fuckin' tires out, don't try to now
What to the bass in your voice, you just cryin' now?
Thought you was a man, you starting to fine now
The grim reaper been for ya, and boy it's time now
And blow the roll, out the right side of your head man
Ain't no way for retaliation when a dead man

Not a scared man, we keep it, out the
We stayin' away from lames, and run the game
I do it like G, you fuckin' with me
Eightball, MJG, we for Tennesee
With and homicide, and daily niggaz die
And niggaz ride, it don't mean with we you wise
Money, and the power, the weak, get devoured
Them that disrespect, with bullets they get showered

make, don't make, me kill, me kill
No mu'fuckin' in here, in here
I'mma shoot, shoot, 3 shots, 3 shots
Somebody made me hot, me hot
Don't make, make, me kill, me kill
No mu'fuckin' in here, in here
I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot, 3 shots, 3
Somebody done me hot, me hot
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