Luyện nghe bài hát F. B. I.

I'm wakin' up in the mornin', with problems on my
Mother-fuck the education, and drug
I'm smokin' on that weed, and the green is gettin'
feds in my closet cause they tried to chase me
November the 29th, I bust my mothers cock
Pussy hole was 'dicted she drinkin', now I'm addicted to rock
So mother-fuck you bitches and you tryin' to do me in
Police in disguises and he tries to buy
Knockin' at my fuckin' door, 'and dodgin' on that floor
That oonkin'(?) got you 'noid, got me reachin' for my
Peepin' up out my pane, I smell cops
A honkey's on the block, drop to my knee, and took a
I him drop, one time, this ain't the place for that
Since he's a fed, I off his face for that
Honk shit that he tried to and you know he couldn't get away with this
Bitch I'm a time bomb, time, so you play with this
Fuck being indicted, so don't you try it, the fuckin' story
Cops go to the cemetery, no snitches in my
I'm fin to stir n' rock it up, so my silver spoon
I put my yea out on the block, and all you hear is
This is my set, so you can jet, or get that wet
A fed is bloody, been wounded by a fucking tech
Rat-tat ta-ta tat-tat, I'm a him up out his misery
For ridin' my nuts and tryin' to me with delivery
Loose lips, sink ships, oh is do or die
This is a letter from to the F.B.I.
Backstabbers gone, so I guess you dirty cops are
You a father from their family, mother-fuck they dreams
Is what you said, so mother-fuck the ass fed
I want you dead, I'm a pump your ass of lead
Let's make a deal, this is real, ill
I pack my steel, you let him go, then we can let you
You made that switch, and now it's time to kill you
Give you an overdose of bullets, and put you in a
Drug dealers and fed killers, lets get
O's on them hoes, green, fuck being indicted

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Mother-fuck the F.B.I., I'm prepared to die
Harlem Green's back on my dick, cause I slang his drug supply
Jail ain't never scared me none, fuck the feds and vice too
Distribution of cocaine, is that all can come with dude
Bitches badgers fast, find yourself a better snitch
Cause that you got smoke rocks
And so that mean her word shit
If I get some prison time, give me mine cause I fake
Since my clique snitch, when I get out all my connections straight
The Journal keeps my name in lights, entrapment to the degree
'Fore my trial can come, the newspapers wanna me
Bitch bootlegs prepared to go, you'll never get this chance
baby by my auntie, and want your nephew in the pen
Bitch we ain't no kin, fuck that smilin' I in that mood
Bring in the indictment papers, eatin' all my grandmother's
Bitch you know rude, attitude is to the third degree
Send me to penitentiary, out that bitch a straight up G
Never been a busta, been a hustla sellin' yea
Came up bustin' caps, so we could deal dime right where I stay
Out to make my pay, and sellin' yea's the only way I
Fiends around the block, soon as I open up my house door
Gotta make some more, I'm droppin' on that digital scale
More popular than Taco Bell, taco shells we're sells
a bitch, I want a key, give me that uncut raw
Shit'll numb your jaw, the best cocaine crackheads ever saw
Your momma eyes are big again, every time she smokes she

Since I wouldn't her a rock, she sending the federal government in my spot
Conspiracy and distribution, drop some grip so I can it
Free to sell dope, bitch, fuck being indicted

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