Luyện nghe bài hát End Results

1 (D.C.P)

Ya'll boys try a dope deal dutchy ready to roll cop a sack from
dred down on 74 'lac fogged up like you been hit with a smoke
bomb eyes chinese like you been raised up in Hong Kong no boy when
you roll through the MI 44 boy city gangstas bust them in the sky
infested with and bad body winners play your game right dog
you can take 1 out to dinner and combined souls now jezabel got you
lace all eyes on dred you walk up in the place with no fear of God
what so ever mind only on chedder slanging out the beretta hit the
club in somthing better just to show off your ice 38 on your in the
back of the car you got a snipe praying please forgive me if I have
to bust asking you in advance just in case I have to

End results ya'll its for ya
Cigar of doja you can ball til you blow up
We never learn that's why many burn
Watch rollie tick guaranteed it's hitting your turn

2 (D.C.P.)
Got a hold of two headturners one black and other girl built
like a stallion down for whatever on her medallion boy be careful
these dade girls they ain't no joke you get got with a small 22
she pull out of her coat you just bent the corner blades like
propellers at the stop light some cats pull up in a tinted yellin
hey pull over look dog you got a flat next thing you know you
something cold on your back miss itala mixed with black she done
pulled out the gat make a false cat she ready to attack thugs
jumped out the stripped him down like club rolex took everything
to the car to the to the iced rolex they peeled off right along with
the two chicks wide open like he been yawning thinking i can't
beleive i don't deserve this yes you do if you be living wrong these
are the results of the lifestyle of boys who ain't living long
now you pack more heat took back the four bullet proof the black
fleet no less than four deep boy it's real in this hood of reaping
and for sure killas won't hesitate to bust your head over dough

3 (L.G. Wise)
Trapped on the block driving lex and coops up in the hood with your
soljahs and but I salute you with truth now tell me how could it
be little selling crack lying dead on dese streets it's messed up when
you think your only hope is the dope we end up dead or in so we
can't even cope 16 triple beams selling weight to make cream wanna
cry when I see me can't even dream It's a shame how these cats gone
say da name of my Lord spitting violence beats got babies caught
in the war and they lost not understanding what doing it for got
these judges throwing the books and closing the doors no more time
they just a cell and cold floors like my Granny used to say when
it rains it hustle to break bread just so you can stay fed next
thing a closed casket cause they off your head