Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, blood spillin'
I aint a dead President but I love
They like "Game, ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no or no villa's
I've been in Compton with some drug dealers
I the Relapse loved it, hit the block hugged it
Em still spit the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I aint it in years
Still survive like niggas me off the first tier
Still the most gutta, the most butta
My album's got game than niggas at the Rucker
Who said I'll never go Platinum, drop a Phantom
I park my shit at every strip in Atlanta
to my nigga T.I. for keeping a level head
Niggas I know flip doing bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, to my hood see murder
Aint a street in my that you aint heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, black glocks, slugs
and we all fit glove
And I'ma name droppin' long as my name poppin'
I mean long as the poppin'
All knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the concrete
the ?
I switch cars like superhead stars
You know why, cause I'm a bitch
F-ck ya bitch
I life like aint no money on my books bitch
I write the 16, you sing on the bitch
Dickin' em out, cars I'm whippin' em out
Been gang bangin' since the Pippen's was out

Me and my
Yeah thats right, my
All I is my inferared-red
So the gun as long as its infrared-red

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Same colour as the big
Its for my New York niggas thats in the hood
I done through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and Harlem
Only chase money, chase the stardom
Back to the law, thats how I a target
Respected in every hood, bullet proof
My glock got no feelings, leave you heartless
like tryna swim in the shark pit
Will I go at Nas, hell no
Will I go at Jay, I don't know
Stay hittin em with pot
Ridin' round figure out who got Pac shot
that got BIG shot, nigga's try to take out LA like big shot
Thats Chauncey Billups, for you who don't understand it
You rap niggas like bitches, underhanded
It's like throwin soft at Derek Jeter
I keep it hood, never put money in parking
the f-ck the US government
I be on some over
28 inch rims shit
Roll down the window f-ck this
Roll up the endo, f-ck with
Get it backward, yeah my that good
No more medical weed, back to
No more Belvedere, Goose and tonic
Keep a nigga up with a mind state like
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you know the crime up

I hit a nigga with the
Yeah thats right, the
All I need is the
the gun as long as its infrared-red

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And I can pop a nigga from a
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em know that I'm a f-cking
Ghost-face, no trace for the jakes
When it to the base in the kitchen I'm a chef like Rae
Nas was like U-God, I'm like "nah you God", right next to Rza as I'm lighting up the
Pourin' out this liquor for my niggas that was bigger than the ditches that they
That was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with some cold
And you wonder why I walk around like my soul long, hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, Travolta, I play both parts
this raggedy ass Bentely like its a go-kart
Aint crazy since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, don't sweat it like Lebron headband
Empty out the on anybody but Redman
I Blackout and you can 2
But I got night on this muthaf-ckin infra-red-red

Yeah right, the infra-red-red
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

Niggas what the f-ck it is everytime we do this shit
We do this shit right,
Yeah, out to Redman for no reason at all
n Dre them my niggas, my brothers
Thats my family for life