Luyện nghe bài hát First Day Out

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

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 like no problem
Used to look up to niggas now i walk on em
The OG's is old and we still mobbing
Don't get close, don't get boy the clique toxic
boys mix up like the henny with the hypnotic
Your time's up boy don't you hear the tic
And tic for these shitty niggas still talking
I ball hard with the heat boy i'm Chris
I do on you rappers like stop walking
I'm running Bolts and they can't stop em
I got beef and cheese like a pizza
The clip long like the neck on a damn
I put a hole in this fishes head dolphin
like how you on the block and you still clocking
When you did the bid nigga no auction
No nigga first day out
Fuck the talk i let loose on you loose
nine shoots hearts call that shit cupid
Twist squared niggas up like a rubix
Cubix, talking like done it but we do this
Your girlfriend's on my balls cubix
Had to brush her off get her gone pocus
on me, on me like i'm roofing
Ladder and a belt full of like 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 by the click of a button
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 like slingshots on my Bart shit
bullet blue top call it Marge Simpson
And i heard that i off, first day out
I just road imma boss
More knots on me than a
And i just signed a deal you feel like
The day out and it feels nice
Did two in the cell
And a it some changed in the pen
All do the math
I bet do it all again
They gave me a few years the same selling guns
A more for human trafficking
The whole don't get close know's it is
So the internet and the poltics
And i heard i fell off hahaha
The first day out too stout
I got a watch for my bro and a new
I got a and some brains from my main bitch
A couple bands dollas for a side bitch
I'm doing better than a niggas
And been on the road like the whole time
A bunch in the 6
Bout to catch these niggas by the stop sign
See i was sitting sipping moon shine
Locked down all week hard time
See i was on house but it got real
I got knocked for a breach went
I tried plea but police told me no
524 had me sitting cold meals
Every he sees us he get the cold chills
A freeze up ice when he stands still
Imma punch him in his gold
Bring all of your dawgs imma turn em road kill
They was snitching to the 12's i had trials
They was happy i was gone for a long
Was in the but they shipped the boy outta town
Had nobody by had to hold it down
They let me out a year got me on parole
They tried to ban me from my city but i'm home
They know i'm bout to take over so they mad on
But em niggas in the bin they couldn't use a phone
day out imma gem stone
Imma put a bands on a Benzo
And i heard i fell off, who the sickest in the 6, Ron Dawg