Luyện nghe bài hát Felonies

Hey, what's up with partner, where he live, where he at?
Where the ice, where the bread, the cake at?
I'm you man you don't want it with dem boyz
of them got felonies man!

I'ma slap me a nigga, before over with
I'ma rush me a nigga, before it's with
Duct tape me a nigga, it's over with
I'ma bust me a nigga, before it's over

I'm sick and I'm tired of niggas always asking bout
If I'm cockin' that iron, I'm telling you I'm them signs
I move fast forward, I ain't got no button to
I react of instinct, I ain't no time

I came a long way peddlin' rocks
Block recognized the gansta and he up my
Showed me the recipe and grams I copped
Home a home without a arm and hammer box

Shit, Jeezy just be being on cell
Got them pre-teen numbers I like, like R.
Lotta they be claimin' the spot
But we the only that still represent it like mascots

So ask not why my is shitty
Step aside why a real move the city, huh
From my block to your block niggas me
They know that ole reppin' ass a O.G.

We use to rock flip-flops, tube socks with gold
And a flip flop crease with gold shoes on all they
Please believe we ain't playing no
But I take a charge, you try to drive my lane

Plus I gotta donkey dick to drive the broads in
I'm a street cat, shit you know I'm hard to

Hey, up with partner, where he live, where he stay at?
Where the ice, where the bread, the cake at?
I'm you man you don't want it with dem boyz
Everyone of got felonies man!

slap me a nigga, before it's over with
I'ma rush me a nigga, before it's with
Duct me a nigga, before it's over with
I'ma me a nigga, before it's over with

I'm a gansta muthafucka if you ever one
Black fitty cap and some Air Force One's
Hey and I'm strapped so set trip
.45 hitcha make your whole split

Sleepy Brown nigga I wait
Fifty grand round my neck like
Hey and thinking its gravy
Everybody from my hood Jeezy is crazy

And I ain't witcha motherfuckers
Shoot both of y'all make y'all niggas blood
And I'm so sincere, I ain't witcha niggas this year
Hey, we rob dem Boyz N Da Hood

please, I'll kill a muthafucks 'bout Jody Breeze
Yeah nigga, that's the truth, Big Dee Big Duke I'll shoot

Hey, what's up partner, where he live, where he stay at?
Where the ice, where the bread, the cake at?
I'm telling you man you don't want it with dem
Everyone of them got man!

I'ma slap me a nigga, before over with
I'ma rush me a nigga, it's over with
Duct tape me a nigga, before it's over
I'ma bust me a nigga, before over with

I'm you man I be rollin' on dem corners
No Range, no man
Range Rover no left they neck in da pain
And put the on the tip professional man

point blank like a sexual change
And splitcha down the middle like a sectional man
Hard blow to hard exposin' the 4
Even though I tote gun I don't rob no

Now here I go on the patio with a flat screwdriver
on the side door in a gat proof suit liner
Calm but I'm wide open act I'm do something
Quite it's down on em with a Mac 11, 2 rifle

Pistol, pumps, switch and
grips, smoked clips, nighsticks and plyers
No myth, I'm him fucka get
Now get killed in da mist we you ride

Hey, whats up with partner, where he live, where he at?
Where the ice, where the bread, where the at?
I'm telling you man you don't it with dem boyz
Everyone of them got man!

I'ma slap me a nigga, it's over with
I'ma rush me a nigga, before it's over
Duct tape me a nigga, it's over with
bust me a nigga, before it's over with

Well, I'm the in the click boy
Try me like a bitch and I'll betcha I'll be the first to punch you in ya
Y'all niggas just talking, y'all niggas ready
Y'all niggas don't want of dis

While out spending 100's on your necks
100's on your wrist, spending 100's on your rims
I'm on da block 100's on bricks
Sending 100's to the J gotta 100 fits

Fake niggas get killed round
It's in the field betta get it how you live
And if not cock bust atcha cock suckers
in fact I will

'Cause the niggas that I roll with and blow dro
Fuck hoes they outta control
Realer in bumpin' Chevy's with Mac holdin' it steady
Ready to put off in your belly boy

Hey, up with partner, where he live, where he stay at?
Where the ice, where the bread, the cake at?
I'm telling you man you don't want it dem boyz
Everyone of them got man!

I'ma slap me a nigga, before over with
I'ma rush me a nigga, before it's over
Duct tape me a nigga, it's over with
I'ma bust me a nigga, it's over with