Luyện nghe bài hát Feds In Town

A bad day for the in my click
I just got had a from a bitch
At the P.A.P.D. that's on my
It's seems the drug is so tow up
And poes down the T-X had to show up
I got shit on the scene so 99 can't me
Now, they got the muthafuckin' to come and wrestle me

And throw my in a suplex
They got my two best
On and there's no rest
Word on the is that they're rollin'
In Dynasties I-ROCs [unverified]
And Caravans and muthafuckas are

paper stacks and a rubberband
Goin' all out of tact on the local slaggin' brothaman
And be servin' as slow as fuck my niggaz are nervous
And if they even they see five-o, they duck
So now, instead of rollin' thick, niggaz is happy with a
'Cause the motherfuckin' feds in

Yes, the shit is silly, I put up my 9 for a switch-blade
I need no shit with these bitch-made
No more clownin' in town bro'
No high-cappin' in the clubs, I got to play on a down-low
I my tags off my buick and y'all know I didn't love that
Rollin' on some white balls and

And even though I got nails
No more French bitch
You gots to do own nails
I told my niggaz to make sure that all their was tight
'Cause they're gonna be on y'all ass every day and

Tryin' to run all kind of game, so, put y'all cars
And y'all cribs in y'all momma's
I took my jewelry to the pawn shop and it
Brought the to my baby's momma and I told her to hold it
'Cause Lil Bun not see Big Bun up in his face
If I catch a fuckin' case [unverified] the feds in town

God damn, it's two motherfuckin' months
Since I took my Rolex from under my
These hoes act they ain't go never leave
That shit is funky like a black
all this waitin' man
It's time to get this back up

I let them motherfuckers up, reorganize my click
Got the birds and reopen my lab up
And told my boys,"If a nigga looks
his ass in the eye
Don't give him a to identify"
And show his badge, I'm sorry to you

If your is pregnant, you ain't gon' live
To see child be born
I'm blastin' laws at random I believe it's time
To them close to the dopeman, God damn 'em
I'm sick of hiding like a in the closet

So, hoes can't find me
Y'all try to blind me
And me of the jail time
'Cause in my yard is a big ass, I got yale
It's for Tony Montana stacks
I got niggaz on the corner holdin' big ass bags and of crack

The land of Texas with that up
So, if y'all thinkin' checkin'
My run in with your glock up
'Cause, I'm a my nine to my last clip
To my last

Before you me for my damn drugs
So, we can have it all night,
'Cause bitch, I'm ready to die from my tight
When the in town