Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

I ain't goin' back to
Next time, the county or the see me
It's be in a bag

Uhh, this is it,
End of the road, ha hah
When you a dawg, you a dawg for
You hear me though, you don't hear me though
You don't me though, c'mon, c'mon

Watch them young guns that take none, nobody
From the the 13th, ghetto Jason
trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass
Out S-class for fakin', forty-fo' blast
Is a bloodbath, take your first down a thug path
Ain't no love here, just slugs
Kids know the you get plugged here, that's just impossible
For the to last, now behold the unstoppable

Third eye you, watchin' me
rocks from the penalty box, cop a plea
Young G we was to die, don't cry for me
Just keep the closely and ride for me
we family for better or worse, you and I
From the dirt, you purse, so hard it hurt

To be and each year, I'm pourin' out more beer
For peers, holdin' fort
Police 'Do Not Cross', they found his corpse
In the loft with the cut off, and butt naked
Homicide the crime Method, add
Killer verse to the murder record, the Finale

Who wan' test me,
Me pussy-hole fi fun

Hot corners, cops with warrants, block is boring
Friday night, getting bent, lick a
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a
In the stomach, he robbin' niggaz who
Lil' got popped, by the Group Home cat
Everybody nervous in the hood pullin' gats
yellin' out, who got those? Go and see
Shorty snot-nosed, he don't but he got dough
faces, fugitives runnin' from court cases

Slugs past for the love of drug paper
Queens cap peelers, soldiers, dealers
And God'll throw a beam of lightning 'cuz he feel us
May the one, strike me down if I'm not the realest
The wanna call the swat team to come and kill us
But, are friends, if one see the morgue, one'll live
To get revenge and we to the end
Bravehearts blow the lye with and still rise

Took with live men, my man got three six-to-eighteen's
And five in, the Belly of the beast
Didn't wanna hear the shit I to tell him on the streets
It's irrelevant, the beast love to eat meat
And got us niggaz the hood, hangin off his teeth
We slangin' to eat, bringin' the
Bulletholes, scars is the pain in the street, huh

you a dawg you a dawg for life
(Ride or die)
My dawgs feel pain from
(See eye to eye)
us one shot at life
(Let us fly)
Come on
(We for life)

When you a dawg you a for life
(Ride or die)
My dawgs feel from love
(See eye to eye)
us one shot at life
(Let us fly)
Come on
(We for life)

There's mad money out here
Mad money out
you tryin' to get it?
(Word up)
You gonna bust gun to get it?
(Tsh, yo)
I hear you, I you

Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it seem
Pinch to wake up 'cuz I know it's a dream
Niggaz don't know me see me and think I'ma rob 'em
that know me well, see me and think I'ma problem
I'm just a nigga that's
But word to God, I turn last name to Underwood
'Cuz if I see it, I'ma take it and run it, that's me
What type of is this nigga on? That's D

The dawg come and outside
The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub
Gun blows, whistle wouldn't miss you
Hit you all up in your mouth it tried to kiss you
Drama, it's right here, how you need?
Beat you with gat see how much you bleed

How much you for your life, you was a killer
And all the bitches up out that ass you feelin', gettin' realer
Now beg for life, one more time, one more crime
One more nine, c'mon cry
It's over, is the shit, that hits hard
You either the last one or the last one to fall

When you a dawg you a for life
(Ride or die)
My feel pain from love
(See eye to eye)
Give us one shot at
(Let us fly)
Come on
(We for life)

you a dawg you a dawg for life
(Ride or die)
My dawgs feel from love
(See eye to eye)
us one shot at life
(Let us fly)
Come on
(We for life)