Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Around

[Fiend
My Lord, I'm in a bad again
First me for my sins
Past, present, and
I ain't eat in a couple
All I'm to tell you
Is here, I see a oppurtunity to eat
them niggas sleeping across the street
And I'm go get em' [gun

I was a reject on the blocks
In the end thangs trend thangs servin out rocks (baby)
Quanties but I nobody
In this contest I got to somebody
Got a gun name
And he to put his beam on him
I if he know I'm bout to put that gangsta lean on him (bzzzz)
Thinkin' to myself it's for the worst if I miss him
When I'm none of you take it personal
Bustin' got me stuck, (damn) All I see is bitch
2 more got to go and I got the aim [gunshots]
Don't blame
I you was go bleed when I greed
It was a matter of before my mind it find speed
Proceed with 2 slaves damn open it up like Keize
it off to a J' everyday
For all the pay
My say a better day
And I that nigga
Money go make souls leave that

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

My already made that FIEND callin' the shots
(I'm the shots)
My already engrave we got the ride that's hot(horn honking)
It done got to hot in my
So I'm a chill minute and make the flavor
It's
this nigga got to eat (I'm hungry)
So I'm a handle my bussiness on these streets
My rifle
My mind at at all times
Along a blunt helps commit all crimes
My style the whole, put me into crack
My paper
Even though I did the black (so what)
that
A survivor and robbin' for his
I want to the surviving kids
me
Next I done bought me some plastic
And teach my lil homies how to sell and bag rocks
I'm a beast say I'm just like Gotti
my respect with my A-k shottie
Don't know
But I got some of steel
(slap slap didn't I tell ya playin huh)
But baby in streets it's kill or be killed
Murderous
Ready to do what I
Keys for 1-3 so I got a lot on the (come hollar at the collar)
and powder
This shit go me in power
I want money as my mattress and take showers
Drug go sour
why my gat on the side
So want ya come test the mother fuckin' alive

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I to be fucking with I'm a Jones nigga
Born to get it on for the
The I did got me named Capone
Blowin'
In revenge, for my and kins
Murdered men
personal but mostly for ends
My
Be forgotten, survivors rotten
With the cocaine
I got the poppin'
up stragetted warfares
For my heirs,
I care
For that ? got me
niggas made it home
With there loss
Heads I done toss
Left in the (handle that)
The yard full with mother who died in the game
But a car full of niggas died crying my
pain like Charde
But in my way (my way)
Split a blunt on the (highway)
it was my say (my say)
I that day but GOD told me finish my task
Hit the hash, all the guns and cash
And

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