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 up the beats when 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 these niggas now i on em
The OG's is getting old and we still
Don't get close, don't get close boy the clique
These boys mix up the henny with the hypnotic
Your time's up boy you hear the tic tocking
And tic tacs for these shitty niggas still
I hard with the heat boy i'm Chris Bosh-ing
I do laps on you like stop walking
I'm Usain Bolts and they can't stop em
I got beef and like a pizza topping
The clip long like the on a damn ostrich
I put a hole in this fishes damn dolphin
They how you on the block and you still clocking
you just did the bid nigga no auction
No nigga first day out
Fuck the talk i let loose on you loose
Baby nine shoots hearts call that cupid
Twist squared niggas up quick like a
Cubix, talking like done it but we do this
Your on my balls like cubix
Had to brush her off get her gone pocus
Hammer on me, on me 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
get close we the clique like 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 talk on em
rounds in the clip that's a big cartridge
I got ninety-five troops and they all
They throw rocks like slingshots on my Bart
Yellow bullet blue top it Marge Simpson
And i heard that i fell off, day out
I just road imma boss
More knots on me a Ras'
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 some in the pen
All do the math
I bet do it all again
gave me a few years still the same selling guns
A couple for human trafficking
The whole don't get close what it is
So the internet and the poltics
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 and some brains from my main bitch
A couple hunned dollas for a side bitch
I'm doing better than a niggas
And they on the road like the whole time
A bums in the 6
Bout to catch these niggas by the stop sign
See i was sitting kicking moon shine
down all week doing hard time
See i was on house arrest but it got
I got knocked for a went downhill
I tried plea but police told me no
524 had me sitting cold meals
Every time he sees us he get the chills
A up like ice when he stands still
Imma punch him in his grill
all of your dawgs imma turn em into road kill
They was snitching to the 12's i had three
They was happy i was for a long gone
Was in the city but they shipped the boy town
Had nobody by had to hold it down
let me out a year early got me on parole
They tried to ban me my city but i'm coming home
They know i'm bout to take over so they mad on
But em happy in the bin they couldn't use a phone
First day out imma gem
Imma put a hunned on a Benzo
And i that i fell off, who the sickest in the 6, Ron Dawg