Luyện nghe bài hát I Will

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

All my niggas is rude, all my shoot
Every thought with emotion, all the generals will
That we get at this paper, back smack these
Do whatever for the cheddar even clap that
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 watchin' my slang
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 corpse massacre and never sayin' my
you, never doin' a thang
I heard nothin', seen nothin'
Anyway, my [Incomprehensible]
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 back, when I get you, nigga

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

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' top of you, survival's impossible
A miracle, my bullets be you
Blood out your bullshit, your condition be critical
I'm bangin' with my gang
My SK with the scope, hit you long

And I know you wanna die
I can see it in your eyes, your life is a lie
I'm a mastermind, on the grind
From Alabama to Atlanta them pies
My homie's doin' time, comin' home spittin'
I get a nigga a nine and a of dimes
Henny no chaser, a dutch, not paper
Lets get money now nigga, never later

Now I pull 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 hood
12 behind your ear
mere mortal life I take it
And you that, I will

Now how we do with snitch? get the street death penalty
3 shots in tha head, tha muthafuckin'
Nigga told on the family, yeah son we gon get him
is gon hit him, I don't care who with him
So we in the V, now we lookin' for his crib
where he live, yo, look! There it is
Runnin' up the steps to the bitch who snitched on my
Ay yo, yo, knock on the son
his father!

Lettin' off some low shots, bullets barkin' and
We anybody in the apartment
On the getaway, out joggin' to the cars
I think that nigga popped a little too far
Ay yo, wiz, there 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 bullets goin' to waste

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