Luyện nghe bài hát I Will

Now when I pull out that
You know I'm a do
You's a dead
Or I catch you for dough low
your whole crew
You be walkin' through the whole hood
12 behind your ear
Your mere life I'll take it
And you know that, I

All my niggas is rude, all my niggas'll
Every thought with emotion, all the will proof
we get at this paper, back smack these fools
Do whatever for the cheddar even clap dude
I'm even yellin', ain't no tellin', what my do
When we start movin' ill that's when you know it cool
It ain't safe man, this nigga watchin' my
That's he wanted to hang
That's when he to my gang

But we don't fuck no badges, unless they takin' the blame
Of a 20 massacre and never sayin' my name
Blastin' you, doin' a thang
I never heard nothin', nothin'
Anyway, my Braveheart
Will wet you, hit you, you
Throw the off, that nigga Wiz is a boss
I don't you, hit 'em up with A K's
Bet you never come back, I get you, nigga

Now when I out that thang
You what I'm a do
You's a mothafucka
Or I catch you for dough low
Without your crew
You be walkin' through the whole naked
12 Gauge your ear
Your mere mortal I'll take it
And you that, I will

Anywhere you see me standin', I make it my block
Your wanna call the cops 'cause my blocked
I put you in the hospital, you me poppin' you
Standin' over top of you, impossible
A miracle, my be tearin' you
Blood out your bubble bullshit, your be critical
I'm invisible with my gang
My SK with the scope, hit you long

And I know you don't die
I can see it in your eyes, that life is a lie
I'm a mastermind, always on the
From Alabama to sellin' them pies
My homie's time, comin' home spittin' rhymes
I get a nigga a nine and a handful of
no chaser, roll a dutch, not paper
Lets get this money now nigga, later

Now when I out that thang
You what I'm a do
You's a dead
Or when I you for dough low
Without whole crew
You be walkin' the whole hood naked
12 Gauge your ear
Your mortal life I take it
And you that, I will

Now how we do with They get the street death penalty
3 in tha head, tha muthafuckin' remedy
told on the whole family, yeah son we gon get him
Bullets is gon hit him, I care who with him
So we in the V, now we lookin' for his crib
Circle he live, yo, look! There it is
Runnin' up the steps to the who snitched on my partner
Ay yo, yo, knock on the son
his father!

Lettin' off some low shots, barkin' and sparkin'
We killin' in the apartment
On the getaway, gun's out to the cars
I think that Nashawn popped a little too far
Ay yo, wiz, goes a witness!
Jungle handle business, nigga
pull up with the car with the quickness
Fuck a courtcase, I shot him in the
And if the cops come, none of these bullets to waste

Now I pull out that thang
You know I'm a do
a dead mothafucka
Or when I catch you for low
your whole crew
You be through the whole hood naked
12 Gauge your ear
Your mere mortal life I it
And you know that, I