Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Related

Yeah, livin' life this
Gotta paint a when I write like this
Tales my hood, not a sight like this
Where they up to no good on a like this
And they murder just cause
Type of shit I see and probably what it was
I was in the crib, just on the rug
coming through looking for the plug
Now, born and raised in my
by day, by night its hysteria
Fuck around and ya tonight
Ridin' with my on sight
tell me to come in at night
Now I really gotta go, but they know
life to the fullest, I got to blow
Po-po finna bust in the door, we got blow in the
In the over there next to the baby with the bib
God damn, what it feel like, of the night
Waking up, scared for my
Never had the heat, just a
When the gat go blat (GunShots) that
Guarantee you a wrap, finna put you on your back
that
Just breathe, while mama grieve
to the dome like an Aleve
Got to leave for the premises, to murder my
No, no, uh, uh
stop, stop, stop
'fore they call the cops
Do it for the money and the bitches and the and the props
Tell me why body even got to drop
Get shot off top for some shit that was gang

"Up at five tonight, breaking news in Gaithersburg
where a massive manhunt is underway after a shooting
It's all unfolding in the 400 block of West Park and 355
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Living life like this, hope little never fight like this
Stab a motherfucker with a like this
All about the money on a night this
Run up in the crib, put a in your rib
Got a lot to give but I had the chance
Never had the chance,
Stay strapped, but I hate it I take it out
If you it Imma lay it out
Hope my little make it out
Every night what I pray
What I pray about, it uh yeah
Got a son on the way
But I cling to the even though I want to run away
I imagine a life
I never had a debt in life
Hit you the- (Gunshots) -in the dead of night
Selling to my own pops
Pushing weight on my own block
If I sell a I can buy a house
If they find the key might lock me up
But I take the chance cause I need that shit and don't give a
Take the chance cause I need that shit and don't a fuck

Get down or lay
Hit you with the Beretta you stay down
Stray on the playground
Living how I'm living with the life that I'm
Anybody that's riding with me, I'm riding them
Show me the enemy and hit em
The second I bit em I get em and hit em the venom
Ain't no need to pretend Imma do it
I knew it, all been through it
I do it for the street, for the fam, for the
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