Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

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

I love niggaz who talk drama till the gun is in they face
for they mama,
Left with in the dome three in the chest and waist
Don't let this young decieve you,
If you beef then tell me where to meet you
bring so much heat, one side of the earth will melt, then step off
Bitty boppin, chain rockin, in my belt,
My niggas rock raw and barrel style
mouth till they catch lock jaw,
I got plans to a million and more
I hit a million and four, before death,
Pull a gun on me one in me
I'm trying to make sure, niggaz want of me
You just don't know what these have done to me, what's become of me
I was raised in a world so cold it's numbened me, I'm so I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, it's gonna take a scared to kill me
If it's murda, drugs, or related to thugz I'm guilty

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Ja
It's murda, we gon you in, nigga
Franchise gonna you wit lead, nigga
No more crying over blood
Throw yo gunz if you a real
Uhh

Yo, you see y'all sometime niggaz, boy, you gon to the four
you'se a sometime thug, sometime seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you no more, when we crash the door
not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, black 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
I die I want you speakers to bleed my name
Cafe, leaky k, franchise 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
niggaz, don't fake for me
Cause for cakes I'm running in yo bakery
murda

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Ey yo my niggaz on the job and if there's any drama involved
We grip shotguns, maddex are the one's that
See me hoppin out a gray 5, in the trunk
And enough coke to have these blocks open for
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 holdin plenty of
Niggaz come home to find a taped to they son
Bunch of violent niggaz taking one's
Went from 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 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
me cause they wish they had it like me
I'm from and I'm glad to be (brooklyn!)
murda

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