Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo chris man, what you think these niggaz was thinking
Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, man? ain't no violators us man
Why these 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 stuck in face
Screaming for mama,
Left with three in the dome three in the and waist
Don't let young nigga decieve you,
If you want beef tell me where to meet you
I'll bring so much heat, one side of the earth melt, then step off
boppin, chain rockin, notch in my belt,
My niggas rock raw and stick style
Niggas mouth till they lock jaw,
I got plans to spend a million and
Before I hit a million and four, death,
a gun on me squeeze one in me
I'm trying to make sure, niggaz want 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 it's numbened me, I'm so I'm filthy
I done so many niggaz, it's gonna take a scared nigga to kill me
If it's murda, drugs, guns or to thugz I'm guilty

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

Yo, you see y'all sometime niggaz, boy, you gon to the four
Cause you'se a sometime thug, seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you breathe no more, when we crash the
not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, black tahoe
Stashing the door, fitting 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
Before I die I you speakers to bleed my name
Cafe, weed leaky k, franchise 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 cross the and I toss yo wig
Frontin niggaz, fake for me
for them cakes I'm running in yo bakery
It's

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Ey yo my stay on the job and if there's any drama involved
We shotguns, maddex are the one's that revolve
See me hoppin out a 5, dope in the trunk
And enough coke to have these blocks for months
When I pop up, niggaz better for the hills
Act up and you gon see how many get killed
for war, dog I'm holdin plenty of gunz
Niggaz come home to find a bomb taped to son
Bunch of niggaz taking your one's
Went copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down henny till my vision is
Shit I'm only trying to live it up, get and drunk till I hurl
Type of nigga bag up yo girl and twist her
I got no love for these niggaz and these bitch ass
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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