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 phones i talk on em
wiretaps had me trapped like bin Laden
And i did it on my like no problem
Used to look up to these niggas now i on em
The OG's is getting old and we still
Don't get close, get close boy the clique toxic
These mix up like the henny with the hypnotic
time's 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 Bolts and they can't stop em
I got and cheese like a pizza topping
The long like the neck on a damn ostrich
I put a hole in this fishes head damn
They like how you on the block and you still
you just did the bid nigga no auction
No auction nigga day out
the talk i let loose on you loose lips
Baby nine shoots hearts call that cupid
squared niggas up quick like a rubix
Cubix, talking they done it but we do this
Your on my balls like cubix
Had to her off get her gone hocus pocus
Hammer on me, on me like i'm
and a belt full of tools like construction
Don't get close we the like a button
Get a man ghost by the click of a
Don't get close we the clique like a
Get a man ghost by the of a button
I dirty up the when i hop on em
Got six years for the phones i talk on em
Hunned rounds in the clip a big cartridge
I got troops and they all marching
They throw rocks like on my Bart shit
Yellow bullet blue top it Marge Simpson
And i that i fell off, first day out
I just touched imma boss
More knots on me a Ras'
And i just a deal what you feel like
The day out and it feels nice
Did two years in the
And a it some changed in the pen
All do the math
I bet do it all again
They gave me a few years still the selling guns
A couple for human trafficking
The whole don't get close know's it is
So fuck the internet and the
And i heard that i fell off
The day out moving too stout
I got a watch for my bro and a new
I got a chain and brains from my main bitch
A couple bands hunned for a side bitch
I'm doing better than a lotta
And they been on the road the whole time
A bunch in the 6
Bout to catch these niggas sleeping by the sign
See i was kicking sipping moon shine
Locked down all week hard time
See i was on house but it got real
I got knocked for a breach downhill
I tried but police told me no deal
524 had me sitting cold meals
Every time he us he get the cold chills
A freeze up like ice he stands still
Imma him in his gold grill
Bring all of your dawgs imma turn em into road
was snitching to the 12's i had three trials
They was happy i was gone for a long
Was in the city but they the boy outta town
Had nobody by myself had to it down
They let me out a year early got me on
They tried to ban me from my but i'm coming home
They know i'm bout to take over so they mad on
But em niggas happy in the bin they couldn't use a
First day out imma gem
put a hunned bands on a Benzo
And i that i fell off, who the sickest in the 6, Ron Dawg