Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Sleep

When I enter the first zone known mic holder
My roll up evacuating strapped soldiers
Inside manifestin' military styles
Casually try da G when niggas me

My prophesied prediction, switch and positions
Separated from his gun and bitch and watch 'em snitchin'
I keep spittin' still stupid fail to listen
I personify thug livin', hell or prison

My varies, my voice carries
Watch me the whole world, me and the mob gettin' married
It seems all the fine pierce the dark
This is expected, a trick bitch where's your

You mark, watch niggas fall when I call name
We outlaws hold your head all the same
Except some who more out of life than stress
We still thuggin' 'til it's none left, don't

We gon' ride, keep my on my side
Always creep wit' the nine I ride, don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the
'Cause I gotta get all the time, don't sleep

We ride, keep my pistol on my side
Always wit' the nine when I ride, don't sleep
Blowin' pine, hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I gotta get all the time

Dumpin' on motherfuckers at
wit' accuracy, they shouldn't've talk bad to me
It had to be a motherfuckin'
I'm glad to be a nigga that did the

So sad to see another floatin'
In plastic reef, sleep wit' his head wide
Rapid release, the police coastin'
warrant in deep east Oakland

Yolk the off the asphalt, drove off to the hills
Positioned him on his and blew the back off
Death with the lex ruger, to ya
Niggas cry when the bullet fly, kill and 'em

I blast first 'til they body me like my in varieties
Runnin' wit' the real big willies you silly try to be
But front doin' my walk by's rollin' a
Hand on my nuts in a getaway car of stunts

to my nine movin' like crime through time
Poppin' niggas like pimples nigga nothin' 'bout mine
Etch-a-sketchin', dumpin' on all you punks at
Day in and day out ain't no easy way outs or easy exits, sleep

We ride, keep my pistol on my side
Always wit' the nine when I ride, don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always on the grind
'Cause I gotta get mine all the time, don't

We ride, keep my pistol on my side
creep wit' the nine when I ride, don't sleep
Blowin' pine, hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I get mine all the time

I hit the street all I can see is the grind
Blood and tear when I bust my rhyme
Yeah I un for my folk I load my nine
And I let loose then no crew standin' but mine

I gives a 'bout lame nigga actin' schiesty
one knew I was in jail and didn't write me
Wanna fight me come find me
Whateva you do shawty you betta wisely

You might see me a stack in the trap
I use my and pen similar to a saran wrap
A lil' lame nigga I'll be, yeah, I'ma keep it G
I'm from the Three and Scrap neva sleep

We gon' ride, keep my pistol on my
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride, don't
pine, always hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I get mine all the time, don't sleep

We gon' ride, my pistol on my side
Always wit' the nine when I ride, don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always on the grind
'Cause I gotta get mine all the time, don't

sleep
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