Luyện nghe bài hát First Day Out

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

mad
day out
I'm

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I up the beats when i hop on em
Got six for the phones i don't talk on em
Them wiretaps had me trapped like bin
And i did it on my hands no problem
Used to look up to these now i walk on em
The is getting old and we still mobbing
Don't get close, get close boy the clique toxic
These boys mix up the henny with the hypnotic
time's up boy don't you hear the tic tocking
And tic for these shitty niggas still talking
I ball hard with the heat boy i'm Bosh-ing
I do on you rappers like stop walking
I'm Usain running Bolts and they can't em
I got and cheese like a pizza topping
The long like the neck on a damn ostrich
I put a in this fishes head damn dolphin
They like how you on the block and you clocking
When you did the bid nigga no auction
No auction first day out
Fuck the talk i let loose on you loose
Baby nine shoots hearts call that shit
Twist squared niggas up quick like a
Cubix, talking like they it but we do this
girlfriend's on my balls like cubix
Had to her off get her gone hocus pocus
on me, on me like i'm roofing
Ladder and a full of tools like construction
Don't get close we the clique like a
Get a man by the click of a button
Don't get close we the clique a button
Get a man ghost by the click of a
I dirty up the when i hop on em
Got six years for the phones i don't on em
rounds in the clip that's a big cartridge
I got ninety-five troops and they all
They throw rocks like on my Bart shit
Yellow bullet top call it Marge Simpson
And i heard that i off, first day out
I just touched road imma
More on me than a Ras'
And i just signed a what you feel like
The day out and it feels nice
Did two in the cell
And a year it some in the pen
All do the math
I bet i'll do it all
They gave me a few years still the same guns
A couple more for human
The whole get close know's what it is
So fuck the internet and the
And i heard that i off hahaha
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 main
A couple bands hunned for a side bitch
I'm doing than a lotta niggas
And they on the road like the whole time
A bunch in the 6
to catch these niggas sleeping by the stop sign
See i was sitting kicking moon shine
Locked down all doing hard time
See i was on arrest but it got real
I got knocked for a breach went
I tried plea but police told me no
524 had me eating cold meals
Every time he sees us he get the cold
A up like ice when he stands still
Imma punch him in his grill
Bring all of your dawgs imma turn em into road
They was snitching to the i had three trials
They was i was gone for a long gone
Was in the city but shipped the boy outta town
Had by myself had to hold it down
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 take so they mad on road
But em niggas happy in the bin they couldn't use a
First day out imma gem
Imma put a bands on a Benzo
And i that i fell off, who the sickest in the 6, Ron Dawg