Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Around

[Fiend
My Lord, I'm in a bad again
forgive me for my sins
Past, present, and
I eat in a couple days
All I'm to tell 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 reject on the ghetto
In the end thangs trend thangs servin out them (baby)
Quanties but I nobody
In this contest I got to somebody
Got a gun name
And he bout to put his on him
I wanna if he know I'm bout to put gangsta lean on him (bzzzz)
Thinkin' to myself it's only for the if I miss him
When I'm cappin' none of you take it
Bustin' got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains
2 got to go and I got the aim still [gunshots]
Don't blame
I said you was go when I greed
It was a of time before my mind it find speed
Proceed with 2 slaves open it up like Keize Soza
it off to a J' everyday
For all the pay
My say a better day
And I believe that
Money go make souls that nigga

x2]
You see I don't fuck around I even have to say
all the G's around my way
Know that I don't (nigga)

My already made that FIEND callin' the shots
(I'm the shots)
My nine engrave we got the ride that's hot(horn honking)
It done got to hot in my
So I'm a chill and make the flavor good
It's
this nigga got to eat (I'm hungry)
So I'm a my bussiness on these triflin' streets
My rifle
My mind at at all times
with a blunt helps commit all crimes
My style brangin' the whole, put me into
My stack
though I did erase the black (so what)
Picture
A survivor takin' and for his
I want to guide the kids
me
Next I done bought me some glocks
And teach my lil how to sell and bag these rocks
I'm a beast some say I'm like Gotti
my respect with my A-k shottie
Don't karate
But I got some hands of
(slap didn't I tell ya bout playin huh)
But baby in these streets it's or be killed
skills
Ready to do I gotta
for 1-3 so I got a lot on the collar (come hollar at the collar)
and powder
This shit go keep me in
I want money as my and take moet showers
deals go sour
That's why my gat on the
So want ya test the mother fuckin' baddest alive

x2]

I ain't to be fucking with I'm a Jones
to get it on for the throne
The dirt I did got me Capone
Blowin'
In revenge, for my and kins
many men
Some personal but mostly for
My
Be forgotten, survivors rotten
With the crockin'
I got the poppin'
up stragetted warfares
For my heirs,
I don't
For that ? got me
Somewhere niggas made it
With loss souls
Heads I done toss
Left in the (handle that)
The yard full with mother fuckers who in the game
But a car full of died crying my name
Releasing pain like
But in my way (my way)
Split a blunt on the (highway)
it was my say (my say)
I died that day but GOD told me finish my
Hit the hash, all the guns and cash
And

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