Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Around

[Fiend
My Lord, I'm in a bad again
First forgive me for my
Past, present, and
I eat in a couple days
All I'm trying to you
Is here, I see a oppurtunity to eat
It's them niggas sleeping the street
And I'm go get em' [gun

I was a on the ghetto blocks
In the end thangs trend servin out them rocks (baby)
Quanties but I know
In this contest I got to somebody
Got a gun name
And he bout to put his on him
I if he know I'm bout to put that gangsta lean on him (bzzzz)
to myself it's only for the worst if I miss him
When I'm cappin' of you take it personal
got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains bitch
2 more got to go and I got the aim [gunshots]
blame this
I said you was go bleed when I
It was a of time before my mind it find speed
Proceed with 2 slaves damn open it up like Keize
Broke it off to a J'
For all the pay
My beretta say a day
And I believe nigga
Money go make souls that nigga

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You see I don't around I don't even have to say
Cause all the G's my way
Know that I don't (nigga)

My mind made that FIEND callin' the shots
(I'm the shots)
My nine already engrave we got the that's hot(horn honking)
It done got to hot in my
So I'm a chill minute and the flavor good
understood
That nigga got to eat (I'm hungry)
So I'm a handle my bussiness on these streets
My keeps
My mind at ease at all
Along with a blunt helps commit all
My brangin' the whole, put me into crack
My stack
Even though I did the black (so what)
Picture
A survivor and robbin' for his
I to guide the surviving kids
me
Next I done bought me plastic glocks
And teach my lil how to sell and bag these rocks
I'm a beast some say I'm just like
Mainataining my respect my A-k shottie
know karate
But I got hands of steel
(slap didn't I tell ya bout playin huh)
But baby in these streets it's kill or be
Murderous
to do what I gotta
Keys for 1-3 so I got a lot on the collar (come at the collar)
and powder
This shit go keep me in
I want as my mattress and take moet showers
Drug deals go
That's why my gat on the
So want ya come the mother fuckin' baddest alive

x2]

I ain't to be fucking with I'm a nigga
to get it on for the throne
The I did got me named Capone
homes
In revenge, for my and kins
Murdered men
personal but mostly for ends
My
Be forgotten, actin rotten
With the crockin'
I got the champange
Plottin up warfares
For my heirs,
I don't
For that ? got me
Somewhere niggas it home
there loss souls
Heads I toss those
Left in the (handle that)
The yard full with fuckers who died in the game
But a car full of died crying my name
pain like Charde
But in my way (my way)
Split a on the highway (highway)
it was my say (my say)
I died that day but GOD told me finish my
Hit the hash, grab all the and cash
And

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