Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo chris man, what you think niggaz was thinking man?
Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, man? no violators except us man
Why these trying to violate shit without us man huh?
I these niggaz man a piece of the pie come in the game
We in man, franchise want in

I love niggaz who talk drama till the gun is stuck in face
for they mama,
Left with in the dome three in the chest and waist
Don't let this young nigga you,
If you want beef then tell me where to you
I'll bring so heat, one side of the earth will melt, then step off
Bitty boppin, rockin, notch in my belt,
My niggas raw and stick barrel style
Niggas till they catch lock jaw,
I got plans to a million and more
Before I hit a and four, before death,
a gun on me squeeze one in me
I'm trying to make sure, niggaz none of me
You just don't know what these streets have done to me, become of me
I was raised in a so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, it's gonna take a 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 you in, nigga
Franchise fill you wit lead, nigga
No more over spilled blood
Throw yo 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
I'ma seek to you it you breathe no more, when we the door
It's not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, tahoe
Stashing the door, beautful in it
A nigga jinxed so there's a urinal in it, on the belt do the usual
You know, double five, to l.i to buckle the pies
Before I die I want you speakers to bleed my
Cafe, weed leaky k, three of the same
I let my niggaz hit man, cause ain't nuttin but x's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a buisness man in the city, don't the kid
I'm a gangsta once I the bridge and I toss yo wig
Frontin niggaz, fake for me
Cause for them cakes I'm in yo bakery
It's

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

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