Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Message

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I left a message for your toy, got a .44
Get the message, come out and get the
It even be a war, no beef no more
Get the message, out and get my message

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I was a itty-bitty nigga when Prince Drake
I'm a shooter, ask Bizzy, he us that way
I spend seven-and-a-half hours up grams
watch these niggaz with the sticky-ass hands
See my face, do a hundred chopped on the mirror
Tell me I can't eat, I ain't to hear it
JoJo the bitches, I was tryin get my weight up
Nigga get in the way and get shot down, up
I'm grimy, yeah my friends my friends
Like Blackey, he did that to him
Get at me, I'm back up again
I tried, I can't change, I'll always be the
I tell my lil' niggaz pray
And any motherfucker down with 'em can suck me - I'm mad
I got the cream to a murder scene
If y'all niggaz ain't shootin can't fuck with me, come fuck with me

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The D's kick my door, got knocked with a a brick
I came on the nuts, son niggaz ain't me shit
I tried bein cool, that cool shit work for me
I put my gun in your face, you my ass perfectly
You park 'round here while I'm down here
I shot Chris up, he came back shot Richie head
But that who he aim for, get who you came for
Apollo, amateur night, name is in lights
I clown, I get down, I'm a different breed
Yeah, wait until these get a load of me
I watch your clique like a flick, find your
Line 'em up nice, come through the mac blowin
Beef ain't new to me, it's all a repeat
I leave a shooter by your door to your ass sleep
Now come out come out, find out I'm about
Ruger, that luger, I air your ass out