Luyện nghe bài hát First One Hit

[Amil &
Uh, Amil-lion, Sol
Major Coins,
what, uh uh
Roc-a-fella,

Uh, uh, uh
Lyrical, blink your eye, the
Never saw me comin' but I made sure you was
In a blaze I run a gun high, I'm a horn
See my glarin', runnin' by negative four
When I see you shunnin', gimme when I need it or I it
game, pass the blame, ain't no need to be fakin'
Motha-fuckas want to bring it to the point I'm brakin'
Feel the wrath in the nigga, ain't no mistakin'
Do away until the corn comin', the rain
In it goes, swallow pride like you my pain
Where the grain, my fire, don't you wish you was tame
Can't you say it, made it clear, keep em my name
Sol, play the I was dealt in the game
Take it how you figure keep it, standin' the flames
Basil, how you live it for clear it, nothin' the
360, em after dark, knowin' I came
Stay wit me

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My bitches light it up, it don't
We gon' make it happen till the last one
My niggaz light it up, it don't
In the new millenium, check no shit

My bitches light it up, it don't
gon' know we ran when we let the guns pop
My niggaz light it up, it don't
First one move be the one hit

Something's about to off
Foxy lady, come off
In tight situations we run off
Done off, the guns go off
Blaow, 'bout to shit up
Quicker than cops shit up
If it get to then you might get stuck
and tied up
While the key players still playin'
Never burn bitches cause you might faces
Bust seven caps, the three layers
Or the house by the before see neighbors
Suspects, what the fuck
I double up tecks I shuffle up decks
relationships for those who cut checks
I what I want, nothin' less
Yeah yeah, Amil-lion, nigga

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Light it up, see me callin' your bluff, up
Lightning struck when you thought you was
the fuck?
Try to put it down harder us
duck nigga, head stoned like it was puff
? run up
Let me show you we playin' in here
Times up, give it up, we gon' play on fear
One up, two ahead, it perfectly clear
Sol, mother-fucker, should've switched it in

How you me now
A more feisty now
Don't be mad I'm icy now
Just what the price be now
Whoa, I come wit, make mouths
Got ya suckin' your teeth, a lot
Wherever I it I crowd the block
Amil-lion and Sol, ain't to stop

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[Amil &
right, uh

Sol
Major import the grain
Marvin Gaye, Desert (yeah, what, uh)

For ass
85, uh-huh, uh

Uh

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