Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo chris man, what you think niggaz was thinking man?
Fuck niggaz thinking, man? ain't no violators except us man
Why these niggaz trying to violate shit us man huh?
I told these niggaz man a piece of the pie in the game
We want in man, franchise in

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

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

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

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

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