Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, white
No body, no casket, just blood
I a dead 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 some drug dealers
I bought the Relapse it, hit the block hugged it
Em still crack the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I seen it in years
survive like niggas threw me off the first tier
Still the most gutta, spit the most
My got more game than niggas at the Rucker
Who said never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I my shit at every strip club in Atlanta
Peace to my nigga T.I. for a level head
Niggas I flip after doing bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my hood see
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 keep name droppin' long as my name poppin'
I mean as the 'cane poppin'
All white knights, white Range, white pipes, in the concrete
the ?
I switch cars superhead switch stars
You know why, I'm a crook bitch
F-ck ya bitch
I live life like aint no on my books bitch
I write the 16, you on the hook bitch
Dickin' em out, foreign 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 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 in the hood clappin'
I been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and Harlem
Only chase money, chase the stardom
Back to the law, thats how I became a
Respected in every hood, bullet regardless
My glock got no feelings, hollows you heartless
Retaliation tryna swim in the shark pit
Will I ever go at Nas, no
Will I ever go at Jay, I don't
hittin 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
Thats Billups, for you niggas who don't understand it
You rap niggas like bitches, pitching
It's like throwin soft balls at Derek
I keep it hood, put money in parking meters
like the f-ck the US
I be on some over
28 rims rubber shit
Roll down the window f-ck this
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
a nigga f-cked up with a mind state like
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you the crime rate up

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

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

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

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