Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, white
No body, no casket, blood spillin'
I a dead President but I love millions
They "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 spit crack the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I aint seen it in
Still survive like niggas threw me off the tier
Still the gutta, spit the most butta
My album's got game than niggas at the Rucker
Who said never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I park my at every strip club in Atlanta
Peace to my nigga T.I. for keeping a head
Niggas I know flip after bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my 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 keep name droppin' as my name poppin'
I mean long as the poppin'
All white knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the
the ?
I switch cars like superhead stars
You know why, cause I'm a crook
F-ck ya book
I life like aint no money on my books bitch
I write the 16, you sing on the hook
Dickin' em out, cars I'm whippin' em out
Been gang bangin' since the first was out

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

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

I hit a with the infra-red-red
Yeah thats right, the
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as 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 trace for the
When it come to the base in the kitchen I'm a like Rae
Nas was like U-God, I'm like "nah you God", next to Rza as I'm lighting up the swisha
Pourin' out this liquor for my that was bigger than the ditches that they living
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, John Travolta, I both parts
this raggedy ass Bentely like its a go-kart
Aint crazy since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his muthaf-cking car, you a 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 vision on muthaf-ckin infra-red-red

Yeah right, the infra-red-red
All I need is the
the gun as long as its infrared-red

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