Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Around

[Fiend
My Lord, I'm in a bad situation
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
them niggas sleeping across 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 hold
Got a gun name
And he to put his beam on him
I wanna if he know I'm 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
Bustin' got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains
2 more got to go and I got the aim [gunshots]
Don't this
I said you was go bleed when I
It was a of time before my mind it find speed
Proceed with 2 slaves open it up like Keize Soza
Broke it off to a J'
For all the pay
My say a better day
And I believe nigga
Money go make souls that nigga

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

My mind already made FIEND callin' the shots
(I'm the shots)
My nine already we got the ride that's hot(horn honking)
It got to hot in my neighborhood
So I'm a chill minute and make the flavor
understood
That nigga got to eat (I'm hungry)
So I'm a handle my bussiness on these triflin'
My keeps
My at ease at all times
with a blunt helps commit all crimes
My style brangin' the whole, put me crack
My stack
Even though I did erase the (so what)
that
A survivor takin' and for his
I want to guide the kids
me
Next I done bought me some plastic
And teach my lil how to sell and bag these rocks
I'm a beast say I'm just like Gotti
Mainataining my respect with my A-k
Don't karate
But I got some hands of
(slap didn't I tell ya bout playin huh)
But baby in streets it's kill or be killed
skills
Ready to do I gotta
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 money as my mattress and take moet showers
Drug deals go
That's why my gat on the
So want ya come test the fuckin' baddest alive

x2]

I ain't to be fucking with I'm a nigga
Born to get it on for the
The dirt I did got me Capone
homes
In revenge, for my and kins
Murdered men
Some personal but for ends
My
Be forgotten, actin rotten
the cocaine crockin'
I got the champange
Plottin up warfares
For my heirs,
I don't
For ? got me scared
niggas made it home
With there souls
Heads I toss those
in the crossroads (handle that)
The yard with mother fuckers who died in the game
But a car of niggas died crying my name
Releasing pain Charde
But in my way (my way)
a blunt on the highway (highway)
it was my say (my say)
I died that day but GOD told me my task
Hit the hash, all the guns and cash
And

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