Luyện nghe bài hát First Day Out

I did a lotta man
But i'm at it though

mad
day out
I'm

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I dirty up the beats i hop on em
Got six years for the phones i talk on em
Them wiretaps had me like bin Laden
And i did it on my hands like no
Used to look up to these now i walk on em
The OG's is getting old and we mobbing
Don't get close, don't get close boy the toxic
These mix up like the henny with the hypnotic
Your up boy don't you hear the tic tocking
And tic tacs for these niggas still talking
I ball hard with the heat boy i'm Chris
I do on you rappers like stop walking
I'm Usain running and they can't stop em
I got and cheese like a pizza topping
The clip long like the neck on a damn
I put a hole in this fishes head damn
They like how you on the block and you still
When you did the bid nigga no auction
No nigga first day out
Fuck the talk i let on you loose lips
Baby nine shoots hearts call that cupid
Twist squared niggas up quick a rubix
Cubix, like they done it but we do this
Your girlfriend's on my balls like
Had to brush her off get her gone hocus
Hammer on me, on me like i'm
Ladder and a belt full of tools construction
Don't get close we the clique like a
Get a man ghost by the of a button
Don't get close we the like a button
Get a man ghost by the click of a
I up the beats when i hop on em
Got six years for the phones i talk on em
Hunned rounds in the clip that's a big
I got ninety-five troops and they all
They throw like slingshots on my Bart shit
Yellow bullet blue top it Marge Simpson
And i that i fell off, first day out
I just road imma boss
More knots on me than a
And i just signed a what you feel like
The first day out and it feels
Did two in the cell
And a year it changed in the pen
All do the math
I bet i'll do it all
They gave me a few years still the same selling
A more for human trafficking
The whole don't get close what it is
So the internet and the poltics
And i heard that i fell off
The first day out moving too
I got a for my bro and a new belt
I got a chain and some brains from my bitch
A couple bands hunned for a side bitch
I'm better than a lotta niggas
And they been on the road the whole time
A bums in the 6
Bout to these niggas sleeping by the stop sign
See i was sitting kicking sipping shine
down all week doing hard time
See i was on arrest but it got real
I got knocked for a breach went
I tried but police told me no deal
524 had me sitting eating cold
Every time he sees us he get the chills
A freeze up like ice when he stands
Imma punch him in his gold
Bring all of your dawgs imma turn em road kill
They was to the 12's i had three trials
They was i was gone for a long gone
Was in the but they shipped the boy outta town
Had nobody by myself had to hold it
They let me out a early got me on parole
tried to ban me from my city but i'm coming home
They know i'm bout to over so they mad on road
But em niggas in the bin they couldn't use a phone
First day out gem stone
put a hunned bands on a Benzo
And i heard that i fell off, who the sickest in the 6, Ron