Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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

Me and my
thats right, my infra-red-red
All I is my inferared-red
So f-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

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

I hit a with the infra-red-red
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 that I'm a f-cking killer
like Ghost-face, no for the jakes
When it come to the base in the kitchen I'm a chef Rae
Nas was like U-God, I'm like "nah you God", right to Rza as I'm lighting up the swisha
Pourin' out this liquor for my niggas was bigger than the ditches that they living
That was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with cold hearts
And you wonder why I walk around like my long, black hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both
Drive this raggedy ass Bentely like its a
Aint been crazy since I learned how to throw
Run up on his muthaf-cking car, you a man
Nah, don't sweat it Lebron James headband
Empty out the clip on 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 long as its

Niggas what the f-ck it is everytime we do this shit
We do this shit right,
Yeah, shout out to for no reason at all
Cool n Dre them my niggas, my
Thats my family for nigga's