Luyện nghe bài hát End Results

1 (D.C.P)

Ya'll boys try a dope deal dutchy sacks to roll cop a sack from
dred down there on 74 'lac 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 might can take 1 out to dinner and souls now jezabel got you
lace all eyes on dred when you walk up in the place no fear of God
what so ever mind only on chedder slanging out the beretta hit the
club in better just to show off your ice 38 on your waist in the
back of the car you got a praying Lord please forgive me if I have
to bust you in advance just in case I have to rush

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

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

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