Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

I ain't back to jail
Next time, the county or the see me
gonna be in a bag

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

Watch them young guns that none, nobody safe
From the Friday The 13th, Jason
Itchy trigger achin', snatch yo' ass
Out that S-class for fakin', blast
Is a bloodbath, take your first down a thug path
Ain't no love here, just slugs
Kids the half, you get plugged here, that's just impossible
For the weak at last now behold the
Third eye watchin' you, me
Throwin' rocks from the box, cop a plea
g we was born to die, don't cry for me
Just keep the heat and ride for me
'Cause we for better or worse, you and I
the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt
To be here, and each year, I'm pourin' out more
For peers, holdin' fort
line 'do not cross', they found his corpse
In the loft with the head cut off, and naked
the crime method, add another
Killer verse to the murder record, the finale

Who wan' me, c'mon
Me shot fi fun

Hot corners, cops with warrants, block is boring
Friday night, getting bent, pourin'
My dawg, not even home a yet, and blaze a girl
In the stomach, he niggaz who pumpin'
Lil' blood got popped, by the home cat
Everybody in the hood, pullin' they gats
yellin' out, "who got those" go and see
Shorty snot-nosed, he don't floss but he got
faces, fugitives runnin' from court cases
Slugs past for the love of drug paper
Queens cap peelers, soldiers, dealers
And throw a beam of lightning down 'cause he feel us
May the next one, me down if I'm not the realest
The mayor want to call the SWAT to come and kill us
But, dawgs are friends, if one see the morgue, live
To get revenge, and we to the end
blow the lye with Henn, and still rise
Took with live men, my man got three-six to eighteen
And only five in, the belly of the
Didn't want to the shit I tried to tell him on the streets
It's irrelevant, the love to eat black meat
And got us niggas from the hood, off his teeth
We to eat, bringin' the heat
Bulletholes, razor 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 dawgs for life)

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

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

I've my grip on reality or so it would seem
myself to wake up, 'cause I know it's a dream
Niggas don't know me see me and think I'mma rob 'em
Niggas that me well see me and think I'mma problem
I'm just a nigga misunderstood
But word to Miz I turn your last to underwood
'Cause if I see it, I'mma take it and run it, that's me
What type of is this nigga on? That's D
The come and getcha outside
The more blood flows, when I plug with the snub nosed
Gun blows, bullets whistle, miss you
Hit you all up in your mouth like it to kiss you
Drama, it's right here, how you need?
you down with gat see how much you bleed
How much you plead, for life, you was a killer
And all the bitches comin' up out ass you feelin', gettin realer
Now beg for your life, one more time, one more
One nine, c'mon cry nigga
over! This is the shit, that hits hard
You either the last one standing, or the one to fall

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

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