Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Message

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

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

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The D's kick my door, got knocked a half a brick
I came on the nuts, son ain't give me shit
I tried cool, that cool shit don't 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 whip up, he came back shot head
But ain't who he aim for, get who you came for
Apollo, amateur night, your 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, through with the mac blowin
Beef nothin new to me, it's all a repeat
I leave a shooter by your door to your ass sleep
Now come out out, find out what I'm about
That Ruger, that luger, I air ass out