Luyện nghe bài hát Enemies & Friends

1996, dysfunctional
Of the family, yo

Rule One
Always be aware of your
And peep all
and move to the next shit
Rule Two
no one that don't love you
And if the shit down
Then you your way around
Rule Three
it ain't about size
Or gats and guns
Because it only one
your business
Don't let your business you
It's a lot of motherfuckers to do
What doin' right here, right now
Same color, style
Tryin' to claim
And traveled but one mile
In these shoes, I dues
With to lose
by the rhyme
But die by the booze
Xzibit breakin' niggas
Who got to prove
we are face to face
Nigga make move
in the wrong place
But at the situation
i was waitin
Hotter Satan, never perpetratin

I treat my like friends
So I can reach out and
Leave'em in the at the very end
You now tuned in to and Gin
Ice cold Heinekens and for whatever skins
Animosity you can reach out and
Heavy right
Teeth grind like a
And plus you ain't never had much
Too friends too close
You might collapse from an

I was raised to follow after no man
To be my own man
So I can die by my own
And never what the next day can bring
So I gotta make the
Justify the
Yo, I'm on the scene, to do my own thing
Can't spend a lifetime
Chasin' dreams
I got the shit
For all the reasons
As long as I
Niggas like seasons
trust a man
Who can't look you in your
Only the survive
And word to the wise
Yo, dead bodies get outlined in chalk
Everybody walk
Cause killers don't talk
I ain't really
How bridges you burned
I extinguish your
And take aim at your
Givin' pain
To you walkin' with a cane
money and fame
You got your self to blame
And that's Coast rhyme
no gimmicks
Here come Xzibit to it down
Like a
I'm spreadin' like an
And all good things to an end
& Friends

I don't give a
the set you claim
Xzibit dispersed like crack cocaine
See I lent my shotgun to Kurt
And the motherfucker never it back
Ahh, that's
As a of fact
This one nigga to jack
My had his ass
On the run like
knowin' who to trust
In this called rap
Here to let you
My sound like dat
half step
Or play the like DeNiro
Y'all niggas wasn't
we had less than zero
Fuck tryin' to be a
Tryin' to save bitch
Mr. X to the Z
Never play that

Yes, 1996, yes
Bringin' it live the Westside
is X to the Z
These niggas don't
These ain't ready
Yo, Mr. X to the Z
the Likwit Crew