Luyện nghe bài hát Extradite

Took his order then I served him a quarter like five
Man, I'll stay on point icicle
Niggas can't decode, or figure my riddles
Took my money to the source and said the man in the middle
Talkin' hard, soft, heroin, green, that's we had boy
was the bag lady, I was the bag boy
Option was minimum wage, live in a cage
Buildin' a everyday, man they cultivatin' these slaves
In new age
Dude's is fugaze
I'm the whole gallon and half pint like days
I been 'em since Kool Moe Dee, Ra, Cool, Face
Zero dollars zero tolerance, that tool bang nigga

Yeah,
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it like it's a
Bout the Michael Jackson, beat it, I mean it, I got a day
And nothin' funny, but I play with the money like Monopoly
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it it's a holiday

I used to lay in bed starin' at the fan
Feelin' cramps, wishin' I could get a gram
Tryna understand why I kill a man
high hopes like rubber tree, plants, and ants
We cheat with each breath
The only one who make it forever is Keith Sweat
You ever see a body dead in the streets yet
eat breakfast?
Swallow forced beliefs like justice
If my city is like yours then scratch
is wiped off
If people seem to have somethin' to fight for
But still end up in the state pen or the psych
lights off
They catch so many casualties like war
That's the reason I don't believe in the hype
The devil talkin' he wanna extradite y'all
Now I'm the nigga they shinin' the light for

Yeah,
And if the devil die today, I'mma it like it's a holiday
Bout the Michael Jackson, beat it, I mean it, I got a day
And funny, but I play with the money like it's Monopoly
And if the devil die today, treat it like it's a holiday

we come now, here we come now
Yeah, nigga

showed me a 9 milli and 9 nickel
Man, stay on point like icicle
Say you got that yola, your lookin' fickle
They like Jordans out of the gas station, they ain't
I got thousand jeans on my ass cheek
got her lights and her gas cut last week
How that me look if I don't help her get up on her feet?
She keep a different nigga, now she end up pregnant week
I pray you take these devils out our life,
That's our vice,
Baby momma's come with the drama, her my wife lord
Lord know I'm goin' hope you see I'm trying to do right,
Shake 'em up and the dice
I pray the price,

Yeah,
And if the devil die today, I'mma it like it's a holiday
Bout the Michael Jackson, it, I mean it, I got a powder day
And nothin' funny, but I with the money like it's Monopoly
And if the devil die today, treat it like it's a holiday

Yo, my memoirs are like the Cookbook
Meets the time, fall, spring, look book
Some people wanna see me hanging from a good
Instead I hang with a language and in the anguish
And pain fit as well, cause it came us
After all these years carrying this shame us
Now the entire planet is going insane us
Seven year old kids carrying spitters
Fortified fences, mortify
miss my little daughter by inches
Chemical dependence, medical
But no amount of money on can buy vengeance
a life sentence, sirens fire engines
Tyrants seen through the eyes of the wide
Senseless crimes, some of us want to drive Benzes
But are you tryna with us, or against us?