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 this here, I see a to eat
It's them niggas across the street
And I'm go get em' [gun

I was a reject on the ghetto
In the end thangs trend thangs servin out rocks (baby)
Quanties but I nobody
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 bout to put that gangsta on him (bzzzz)
Thinkin' to myself it's 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 bitch
2 got to go and I got the aim still [gunshots]
blame this
I you was go bleed when I greed
It was a matter of time my mind it find speed
Proceed with 2 slaves damn open it up like Soza
Broke it off to a J'
For all the pay
My beretta say a day
And I believe that
Money go souls leave that nigga

x2]
You see I don't fuck around I don't even 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 nine engrave 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 good
It's
That nigga got to eat (I'm hungry)
So I'm a handle my bussiness on triflin' streets
My rifle
My mind at ease at all
Along with a blunt helps commit all
My style the whole, put me into crack
My paper
Even though I did erase the (so what)
that
A survivor and robbin' for his
I want to the surviving kids
me
Next I bought me some plastic glocks
And teach my lil homies how to sell and bag rocks
I'm a beast some say I'm like Gotti
Mainataining my with my A-k shottie
Don't karate
But I got hands of steel
(slap slap didn't I tell ya bout huh)
But baby in these streets it's kill or be
skills
Ready to do what I
Keys for 1-3 so I got a lot on the collar (come at the collar)
Herion and
This shit go me in power
I want money as my and take moet showers
Drug deals go
why my gat on the side
So want ya come test the mother fuckin' baddest

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 named
homes
In revenge, for my and kins
many men
Some personal but mostly for
My
Be forgotten, survivors rotten
the cocaine crockin'
I got the poppin'
Plottin up warfares
For my heirs,
I care
For ? got me scared
niggas made it home
With there loss
Heads I done those
in the crossroads (handle that)
The yard full mother fuckers who died in the game
But a car of niggas died crying my name
Releasing pain like
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, all the guns and cash
And

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