Luyện nghe bài hát Feds In Town

A bad day for the in my click
I just got had a call from a
At the P.A.P.D. that's on my
It's seems the situation is so tow up
And poes down the T-X had to show up
I got shit on the scene so 99 hassle me
Now, they got the feds 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 [unverified] I-ROCs [unverified]
And Caravans and are swolen

paper stacks and a rubberband
Goin' all out of on the local bird 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, is happy with a frown
'Cause the feds in town

Yes, the shit is silly, I put up my 9 milli for a
I don't need no shit these bitch-made
No more clownin' in town bro'
No high-cappin' in the clubs, I got to play them on a
I took my tags off my buick and y'all know I didn't that
on some white balls and hubcaps

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

Tryin' to run all kind of game, so, put y'all motherfuckin'
And cribs in y'all momma's name
I my jewelry to the pawn shop and sold it
Brought the money to my 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] when the feds in

God damn, it's been two motherfuckin'
Since I took my Rolex under my sleeve
hoes act like they ain't go never leave
That shit is funky a black skunk
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 crazy
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 your be born
I'm blastin' at random 'cause I believe it's time
To them close to the dopeman, God damn 'em
I'm of hiding like a bitch in the closet

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

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

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