Luyện nghe bài hát High Speed

I speak for all my niggaz livin' in the
Slow it down just a notch,
It's be alright, it's goin' be alright

in high speed
Fuck the punishment, tie
I buy me a gun
doin' time

I life high speed, sightly disillusioned by weed
I breed thug even worse than me
When I bleed, my best to flee quickly on me
My army, niggaz swiftly

at you, now, why you wanna hang out?
I pull the hammer
Strike wit' a cannon and blow muthafuckin' back out
They blast but I'm still standin' slightly scarred

Questions for the Lord, why He don't me?
Guard my soul my life was hard with no remorse
I absorb bomb, less it's without for the boss
in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless

Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's
And my crew, who could be mistaken for Jews
We all about our past, blast if he the rules
Fools done snitched for the D.A., be heaven

Switched like a stone bitch, turned straight severed then,
Then wonder why niggaz die
Put your family in danger just to get
Now, what the hell can we get jail?

tricks for the crime rate, this is hell
Bail out, a nigga fresh out the jail house
Open your safe and take all your mail out
Whatever happens happens, whoever falls,

We out of time, livin' blind so we all ride
In times like these, and tie weed
Puffin' through these high and people say

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then next?
Food and sex, house in the projects
We all night

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We goin' all

Verbal assassin, I hit the fast, blastin'
I plan to stretch your chest back like elastic
No need to push me to slippin' I love beef, like and pistols
For all you pussies that's as tissue

I ride like the fall guy out the roof
Bustin' at you wise guy, gettin' high, sippin' proof
Gettin' your neck joints low to verdict wit'
Get that ass attacked, murdered and robbed, blind behind

Grab your shots', callin', catchin' niggaz while stormin'
his door in
And get your fuckin' family a' mournin'
Plus all you bitchy types can't touch me
Frontin' your hard
I'll play your fuckin' yard like a

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the
We goin' all

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
I'm buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the
We all night

At times, I look through with so much anger
why it keeps on passin' bringin' me the danger
No signal, hard time is a one at times I'm amazed
Now what the muthafuck a hood done? What we do to get

All day, for the almighty, dollar, don't even to holla
We all destined to be swallowed by the same thing we for
Threw away our in bags of dust
More is dying tomorrow

We, bet on all time, nigga, the clocks
Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks
Cops sittin', politicians passin' you ain't knowin'
Soon that money goin' be illegal you got it

Keep your up
But I ain't goin' tell you, To stop chasin' paper
Man, I'm just y'all, I worry 'bout that shit later
Put the metal to the pedal, up nigga, blaze
Let's get blowed out high speed til the end of my
Now, my say

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's
Food and sex, house parties in the
We goin' all

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then next?
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We goin' all

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then next?
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We goin' all

gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then next?
and sex, house parties in the projects
We all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's
Food and sex, house parties in the
We all night

speed
(We all night)
of an outlaw, ghetto stars
(We all night)
Yes, I'm buy me a gun

Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?
(I'm buy me a gun)
For my niggaz on the and the Eastside
And the and the Southside
(I'm buy me a gun)

(Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?)
Compton to Jersey
(I'm buy me a gun)
Gettin' it real hard, in Michigan
(M.O.B, nigga, M.O.B)
From Atlanta, Georgia to

(Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?)
From St. to Alabama
(I'm buy me a gun)
From to Oakland
From San Francisco to San
to Florida

(Whatcha gonna do when you get jail?)
Maine to
(I'm buy me a gun)
and sex
(Whatcha gonna do you get outta jail?)
And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)

And it don't stop and it won't
And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)
what's next?
Food and sex, parties in the projects
We goin' all night, speed

And it don't and it won't quit
(We all night)
And it don't stop and it won't
(We all night)
And it don't and it won't quit
(We all night)

And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)
And it don't stop and it won't
(I'm buy me a gun)
And it don't stop and it won't
And it stop and it won't quit
Outlawz that rough shit, baby

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