Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

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

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

Watch young guns that take none, nobody safe
the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason
Itchy finger achin, snatch yo' ass
Out that S-class for fakin', forty-fo'
Is a bloodbath, take your first step a thug path
Ain't no here, just slugs here
Kids the half you get plugged here, that's just impossible
For the weak to last, now behold the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The dawg and getcha outside
The more blood flows, I plug holes with the snub nosed
Gun blows, bullets whistle wouldn't you
Hit you all up in your mouth like it tried to you
Drama, it's right here, how you need?
Beat you down with gat see how 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 your life, one time, one more crime
One more nine, c'mon cry
It's over, this is the shit, that hits
You either the last one standing or the last one to

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

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