Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Related

Yeah, livin' life this
Gotta paint a picture I write like this
Tales from my hood, not a like this
Where they up to no good on a night this
And they motherfuckers just cause
Type of shit I see and probably what it was
I was in the crib, sitting on the rug
Basedheads coming through for the plug
Now, born and in my area
Beautiful by day, by its hysteria
around and bury ya tonight
Ridin' with my on sight
Momma me to come in at night
Now I really gotta go, but they know
Living 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 like, middle of the night
Waking up, scared for my
Never had the heat, a knife
the gat go blat (GunShots) like that
Guarantee you it's a wrap, finna put you on back
Like
breathe, while their mama grieve
Bullet to the dome like an
Got to for the premises, to murder my nemesis
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 another even got to drop
Get off top for some shit that was gang related

"Up at five tonight, breaking news in Gaithersburg
where a massive is underway after a deadly shooting
It's all unfolding in the 400 of West Deer Park and 355
Our Montgomery County reporter joins us, the latest tonight."

Living life like this, hope little Bobby never like this
Stab a motherfucker with a knife like
All about the on a night like this
Run up in the crib, put a in your rib
Got a lot to but I never had the chance
had the chance, yeah
Stay strapped, but I it when I take it out
If you it Imma lay it out
Hope my little brother it out
Every what I pray about
What I about, check it uh yeah
Got a son on the way
But I cling to the streets even though I want to run
I imagine a better
Where I never had a in life
Hit you the- (Gunshots) -in the dead of night
crack to my own pops
Pushing weight on my own block
If I a brick I can buy a house
If they find the key they might me up
But I take the chance I need that shit and don't give a fuck
Take the chance cause I need shit and don't give a fuck

Get down or lay
Hit you the Beretta you better stay down
Stray shots on the
Living how I'm living the life that I'm given
that's riding with me, I'm riding with them
Show me the and Imma hit em
The second I bit em I get em and hit em with the
no need to pretend Imma never do it
I knew it, all been through it
I do it for the street, for the fam, for the
Anybody that's gang