Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

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

I love niggaz who talk drama till the gun is stuck in they
Screaming for 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
I'll bring so much heat, one side of the earth melt, then step off
Bitty boppin, chain rockin, in my belt,
My rock raw and stick barrel style
mouth till 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 trying to make sure, niggaz want of me
You just don't know what these streets done to me, what's become of me
I was raised in a world so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm
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
murda, we gon leave you in, nigga
Franchise gonna fill you wit lead,
No more crying 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 sometime thug, sometime the law
I'ma seek to you it you 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 so there's a urinal in it, on the belt 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 three of the
I let my niggaz hit this man, cause nuttin but x's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a man in the city, don't force the kid
I'm a gangsta once I the bridge and I toss yo wig
niggaz, don't fake for me
Cause for them I'm running in yo bakery
murda

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Ey yo my stay 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, dope in the
And enough coke to have these blocks open for
When I pop up, niggaz head for the hills
Act up and you gon see how many heads'll get
Starter for war, dog I'm plenty of gunz
Niggaz come home to find a taped to they son
Bunch of niggaz taking your one's
Went copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to it up, get high and drunk till I hurl
of nigga that'll 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 from brooklyn and I'm to be (brooklyn!)
It's

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