Luyện nghe bài hát F. B. I.

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

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

Since I wouldn't give her a rock, she sending the 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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