Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo chris man, you think these niggaz was thinking man?
y'all niggaz thinking, man? ain't no violators except us man
Why these trying to violate shit without us man huh?
I told these man a piece of the pie come in the game
We want in man, franchise in

I love niggaz who talk till the gun is stuck in they face
for they mama,
Left with three in the three in the chest and waist
Don't let this young nigga you,
If you want beef tell me where to meet you
I'll so much heat, one side of the earth will melt, then step off
boppin, chain rockin, notch in my belt,
My niggas rock raw and barrel style
Niggas mouth they catch lock jaw,
I got plans to a million and more
Before I hit a million and four, death,
a gun on me squeeze one in me
I'm to make sure, niggaz want none of me
You just don't know what these streets have done to me, become of me
I was in a world so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, it's gonna a scared nigga to kill me
If it's murda, drugs, guns or related to I'm guilty

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Ja
It's murda, we gon leave you in,
Franchise fill you wit lead, nigga
No more over spilled blood
yo gunz if you a real thug
Uhh

Yo, you see y'all sometime niggaz, boy, you gon speak to the
Cause you'se a thug, sometime seeking the law
seek to you it you breathe no more, when we crash the door
It's not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, tahoe
Stashing the door, fitting in it
A nigga jinxed so there's a urinal in it, on the belt do the limit
You know, double five, heading to l.i to buckle the
I die I want you speakers to bleed my name
Cafe, weed k, franchise three of the same
I let my niggaz hit this man, ain't nuttin but x's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a man in the city, don't force the kid
I'm a once I cross the bridge and I toss yo wig
Frontin niggaz, don't for me
Cause for them cakes I'm running in yo
murda

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Ey yo my niggaz stay on the job and if any drama involved
We shotguns, maddex are the one's that revolve
See me hoppin out a gray 5, dope in the
And enough coke to these blocks open for months
When I pop up, niggaz better for the hills
Act up and you gon see how many get killed
Starter for war, dog I'm plenty of gunz
Niggaz come home to find a taped to they son
Bunch of violent niggaz your one's
Went from a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I henny till my vision is blurred
I'm only trying to live it up, get high and drunk till I hurl
Type of nigga bag up yo girl and twist her
I got no love for niggaz and these bitch ass niggaz
Hatin me cause they wish had it like me
I'm brooklyn and I'm glad to be (brooklyn!)
It's

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