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 drug is so tow up
And poes the fuckin' T-X had to show up
I got shit on the scene so 99 can't me
Now, they got the muthafuckin' feds to and wrestle me

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

Like paper and a rubberband
all out of tact on the local bird slaggin' brothaman
And be as slow as fuck 'cause my niggaz are nervous
And if they even they see five-o, they duck
So now, instead of rollin' thick, niggaz is 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 with these
No more clownin' in this town
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 balls and hubcaps

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

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

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

I let them motherfuckers slack up, 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 him a chance to identify"
And show his badge, I'm sorry to you

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

So, y'all 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 sign
It's time for Tony Montana
I got niggaz on the holdin' big ass bags and cans of crack

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

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