Luyện nghe bài hát If My 9 Could Talk

1]
Give me that nine, clip
Ain't no talking to my 9, `cause I'm bout to sop you up
Twist the cap back, put one up in the
Your life in danger, I'm busting caps upon a stranger
believe I be creeping
Detectives wonder how I hit your and the rest of the block,
they still
Straps all in window, puffing up on some endo
Surprise, surpise, look at what you in for

Only if my 9 could
Only if my 9 could
Don't, don't, don't leave no to this homicide
O-o-o if my 9 could talk
Only if my 9 could
Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this

2]
Now imagine me slipping up on my gloves
Now me got a 9 with a silencer and I'm in a bout it club
I want soda niggas be snitching
I put up on his Polo, gots him screaming like bitches
Now it's be, kinda like, hard to see me
Disappear like a
When I reappear, nigga you see but my beam
And I'm gonna hits that nigga for one
These shots I pop, he drops, and uh, that's like a deal
You could consider that nigga a area
his mom for a black dress
consult his family to be the pallbearers
You fucks with mine, I'ma leave nigga shaking
Flatline, CPR, I don't think that made it

3]
Some call it murder, I call it
Some it robbery, bitch, I call it 2-11
See, me that duffle bag full of hot guns
First nigga up, guns up, that head gonna catch some hot ones
I run shit like the White House
You like white out
Tonight's the night, it's getting dark, bitch it's out
When I shoot, I'm never miss
17 in my spot, 17 in my gloc, 17 niggas I'm hit
I be a specialist Sharon Stone
A bad boy Al Capone
An assassin like Stallone
if you could live, but you ain't
Only if my 9 could talk, but it

Don't leave no to this homicide

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