Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Make

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

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

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

make, don't 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
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

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

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

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

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

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

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