Luyện nghe bài hát First One Hit

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

Uh, uh, uh
Lyrical, blink eye, the storm
Never saw me comin' but I made you was warned
In a blaze I run a gun high, I'm soundin' a
See my glarin', stunnin' runnin' by negative
I see you shunnin', gimme when I need it or I take it
Fuck game, pass the blame, ain't no to be fakin'
Motha-fuckas want to bring it to the point I'm brakin'
the wrath in the heart nigga, ain't no mistakin'
Do away the corn comin', follow the rain
In it goes, swallow pride like you swallow my
Where the grain, feel my fire, you wish you was tame
Can't you say it, made it clear, keep em yellin' my
Sol, play the cards I was in the game
it how you figure mini keep it, standin' the flames
Basil, how you live it for clear it, the same
360, em after dark, knowin' I came
Stay wit me

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

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

Something's to jump off
Foxy lady, come off
In tight situations we run off
Done off, when the go off
Blaow, 'bout to shit up
Quicker than cops shit up
If it get to hectic then you get stuck
Locked and up
While the key players keep playin'
Never burn cause you might need faces
seven caps, stack the three layers
Or the house by the mile before see
Suspects, what the next?
I double up tecks I shuffle up decks
relationships for those who cut checks
I want what I want, less
yeah, Amil-lion, nigga what?

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Light it up, see me callin' bluff, knuckle up
Lightning struck you thought you was buff
What the
Try to put it down harder us
Better nigga, head stoned like it was puff
? run up
Let me show you we ain't playin' in
Times up, give it up, we gon' on your fear
One up, two ahead, made it perfectly
Sol, mother-fucker, switched it in gear

How you me now
A little more now
Don't be mad I'm icy now
Just imagine what the be now
Whoa, I come wit, make drop
Got ya your teeth, poutin a lot
I bring it I crowd the block
Amil-lion and Sol, ain't about to

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[Amil &
right, uh

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

For ass
85, uh-huh, uh

Uh

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