Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, just blood
I aint a President but I love millions
like "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh chillin'
But not on no islands or no
I've been lost in Compton with some drug
I bought the loved it, hit the block hugged it
Em still spit crack the Aftermath oven is a
But I aint seen it in
survive like niggas threw me off the first tier
Still the most gutta, spit the most
My album's got game than niggas at the Rucker
Who said I'll never go Platinum, never drop a
I park my shit at every club in Atlanta
Peace to my T.I. for keeping a level head
Niggas I know flip after doing in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my hood see
Aint a street in my city you aint heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, black glocks, chrome
and we all fit glove
And I'ma keep droppin' long as my name poppin'
I mean long as the poppin'
All white knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the
the ?
I cars like superhead switch stars
You why, cause I'm a crook bitch
ya book bitch
I life like aint no money on my books bitch
I write the 16, you on the hook bitch
em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em out
Been gang since the first 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 long as its

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Same colour as the big
Its for my New York niggas thats in the clappin'
I been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and Harlem
Only chase money, never chase the
Back to the law, 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
I ever go at Jay, I don't know
Stay em with pot shots
Ridin' round tryna out who got Pac shot
Cause that got BIG shot, nigga's try to take out LA big shot
Thats Chauncey Billups, for you niggas who don't it
You rap like bitches, pitching underhanded
It's like throwin balls at Derek Jeter
I it hood, never put money in parking meters
like the the US government
I be on some over
28 inch rims rubber
Roll down the f-ck with this
Roll up the endo, with this
Get it backward, yeah my shit good
No medical weed, back to chronic
No more Belvedere, Grey Goose and
Keep a nigga up with a mind state like
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you the crime rate up

I hit a with the infra-red-red
Yeah right, the infra-red-red
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 killer
like Ghost-face, no trace for the
it come 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 long, black hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, Travolta, I play both parts
Drive raggedy ass Bentely like its a go-kart
been crazy since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, don't sweat it Lebron James headband
Empty out the on anybody but Redman
I Blackout and you can 2
But I got vision on this muthaf-ckin infra-red-red

Yeah thats right, the
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as long as its

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