Luyện nghe bài hát Heartz Of Men

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

9-1-1 It's an cowards tried to murder me
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas of me
Shit, I'm legendary niggas and paralyzed
Nothing more I than a liar
die
My mama me when I was a seed
Just a vicious motherfucker these devils left me free
I proceed to make shiver, when I deliver
Criminal lyrics from a world mob figure
niggas from everywhere Mr. Makaveli
Niggas is for some thug shit, that's what they tell me
So rumors but I'm infinite Immortal Outlaw
Switching up on you bitches like 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 again
Eternally I live in sin until the moment they let me breathe again

The of men
The of men

My verse was so much pain, to some niggas it hurts
My guns bust and, if you 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
gonna 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, that's
by, niggas bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well, out now
Throw up your if you thugged out
nigga act up
First nigga getting out
I can be a if ya let me
A motherfucker if you do me
Tell the cops to and get me
Rip the crowd like a phone
start again, don't have no mutherfuckin' friends, nigga

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

To all my engaged in making money in the fifty states
Keep your on your chips and fuck a punk bitch
No living in fear, my pistol close in hand
Convinced this is my year, like I'm the man
me my money and label me as a don
If is having problems, smoke 'em, fire and bomb
I died and came
I hustle these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
is in my spirit
I'm and not knowing
Scar'd up, but flowing
and still going
Uh, can it be
makes a sick motherfucker break
On these jealous ass coward 'cause they evil and
What will it
Give me that line, I'm feeling bomb
Death Row, baby, be alarmed
The homie Quik a nigga a beat and let me start again
Represent, 'cause been sent

The of men