Luyện nghe bài hát G-Code

I terrified from nuthin', I'm young, wild, crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me 'cuz I'm with a oven by my stomach
I'm for the money, tape ya up like a mummy
Call ya people and 'em I need 50 for this dummy
I'm runnin', hidin' and duckin', stuntin', and thuggin'
Dumpin' and bustin', lovin', lyin' and lustin'
Stealin', and rapin', runnin', climbin' and chasin'
Strugglin', hustin' to make, get it, got it, I it

Watch ya Chevy mister ya purse miss
I tote heavy pistols and man, they burst quick
It's too late to hesitate, I was there'd be better days
But shit was yesterday and still I haven't ate
But dog how ya labor when ya bein' a thug
These niggas don't seem to feel me till they seein' they
hide it though, I represent the 17th Carroll ton Holly grove
That's my

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
Ride drops on
We gon' live by

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the and open up
We die by that

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride on dubs
We gon' live by

Make the snitches a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the and open up
We die by that

We raised up lookin' at trees and walls
properties and pack some menthols
Got us a fire connect and off
Got jammed with this broad rent cars
Wasn't to change the game, just be in it
Didn't give a fuck if we for 3 minutes
Snatch all the hoes and 'bauds and tennis
Niggas survive the shit that we been in

niggas to get some cheap linen
The ones refuse we put 'em to sleep in it
Got up in the mornin' for class and play
Some of us is veteran of 'em stay rookie
Bitch couldn't talk to us if she fuckin'
Ya either be it or look and keep truckin'
Police causes and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the code we lived and by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
drops on dubs
We live by that

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga
Hit the block and up
We gon' die by

If war ever came we the fort down
Back, up, we switched and sold pound
Stayed on to make some more green
Get our stash away dope fiends
Nigga had a habit, he his own
Always hot 'cuz we ride with chrome
We kept a little for the ki's and bones
Crowds heat so we be's alone

We learned how to keep our mouth closed and
other motherfuckers fall off the block
24/7 all around the
We hustlin' of course in the spot
We had a chance to stop, we wasn't ready
Shit kept comin' so we made fetti
Police drew causes and tried to cross
We stuck to the code we and died by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
Ride on dubs
We live by that

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga
Hit the and open up
We gon' die by

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride on dubs
We live by that

Make the snitches a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the block and up
We gon' die by