Luyện nghe bài hát Heartz Of Men

Hey
I tell you, nigga
When I out of jail, what was I gonna do
I was start diggin' into these niggas' chest, right
Watch
Hey Quik, let me get binoculars, nigga, the binoculars
Yeah nigga, to ride
Grab your bulletproof vest nigga it's gonna be a long one
Now me and Quik gonna you niggas what it's like on this side
The side
Now, on ride there's gonna be some real motherfuckers
And there's gonna be some
Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and
The pussies are gonna be the on the floor bleedin'
Now everybody keep eyes on the prize 'cause the ride get tricky
See, you got some niggas on side that say they're your friends
But in real life they your
And then you got motherfuckers that say they your enemies
But in life they eyes is on your money
See, the enemies say they true
But in real those niggas will be the snitches
It's a game, y'all
Y'all gotta be about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with
'Cause the shit get wild,
Keep your on your riches, baby
Keep your mind on riches

9-1-1 It's an emergency cowards to murder me
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you heard of me
Shit, I'm legendary niggas and paralyzed
Nothing more I despise than a
die
My mama told me when I was a
Just a vicious motherfucker while these left me free
I proceed to them shiver, when I deliver
Criminal a world wide mob figure
niggas from everywhere Mr. Makaveli
Niggas is waiting for some shit, that's what they tell me
So many but I'm infinite Immortal Outlaw
Switching up on you ordinary a southpaw you get left
And every breath I breathe the moment I'm deceased
Will be another moment as a 'G'
I rip the crowd, then I start
Eternally I live in sin until the moment that they let me breathe

The of men
The of men

My verse was so much pain, to some niggas it hurts
My bust and, if you ain't one of us, it gets worse
Bitch get their eyes swoll
In fly mode, I'm a outlaw
And 5-0, get lights on, the fight's on
Tonight's be a fucking fight, so we might roll
My own say I'm heartless
But I'm a G to this til the day I'm gone, regardless
Ride by, niggas bow
I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well, nigga's out now
Throw up your hands if you out
nigga act up
First nigga drugged out
I can be a if ya let me
A if you do upset me
Tell the to come and get me
Rip the like a phone number
Then again, don't have no mutherfuckin' friends, nigga

Look the hearts of men
In the of men
In the of men

To all my niggas engaged in making money in the states
Keep your mind on chips and fuck a punk bitch
No longer living in fear, my pistol in hand
this is my year, like I'm the chosen man
Give me my and label me as a don
If is having problems, smoke 'em, fire and bomb
I died and back
I hustle with lyrics as if it's a game of crack
Thugging is in my
I'm lost and not
Scar'd up, but flowing
Energized and still
Uh, can it be
That a sick motherfucker break
On these jealous ass coward 'cause evil and fake
What will it
Give me that line, I'm feeling bomb
Death Row, baby, don't be
The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me again
Represent, 'cause I've sent

The of men