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 up the beats when i hop on em
Got six years for the i don't talk on em
wiretaps had me trapped like bin Laden
And i did it on my hands like no
Used to look up to these niggas now i on em
The is getting old and we still mobbing
Don't get close, don't get close boy the clique
These mix up like the henny with the hypnotic
Your time's up boy you hear the tic tocking
And tic tacs for these shitty still talking
I ball hard with the boy i'm Chris Bosh-ing
I do laps on you rappers like walking
I'm Usain running Bolts and they stop em
I got beef and like a pizza topping
The clip like the neck on a damn ostrich
I put a hole in this fishes damn dolphin
They like how you on the block and you still
When you just did the bid nigga no
No auction nigga day out
the talk i let loose on you loose lips
Baby nine hearts call that shit cupid
Twist niggas up quick like a rubix
Cubix, talking they done it but we do this
Your girlfriend's on my balls cubix
Had to brush her off get her gone hocus
Hammer on me, on me i'm roofing
Ladder and a full of tools 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 ghost by the click of a
I dirty up the beats 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 and they all marching
They throw rocks slingshots on my Bart shit
Yellow bullet top call it Marge Simpson
And i that i fell off, first day out
I just touched imma boss
knots on me than a Ras'
And i just signed a deal you feel like
The first day out and it 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 me a few years still the same selling guns
A couple for human trafficking
The don't get close know's what it is
So fuck the and the poltics
And i heard i fell off hahaha
The day out moving too stout
I got a watch for my bro and a new
I got a chain and some brains from my main
A bands hunned dollas for a side bitch
I'm doing better a lotta niggas
And they been on the road like the time
A bunch in the 6
Bout to these niggas sleeping by the stop sign
See i was sitting kicking sipping moon
Locked all week doing hard time
See i was on house 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 ice when he stands still
Imma him in his gold grill
Bring all of dawgs imma turn em into road kill
They was snitching to the 12's i had trials
They was happy i was gone for a long
Was in the city but shipped the boy outta town
Had nobody by myself had to hold it
let me out a year early got me on parole
They tried to ban me from my city but i'm home
They i'm bout to take over so they mad on road
But em happy in the bin they couldn't use a phone
First day out imma gem
put a hunned bands on a Benzo
And i heard that i fell off, who the in the 6, Ron Dawg