Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, just blood
I aint a dead President but I millions
They like "Game, ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no islands or no
I've been lost in Compton with some dealers
I the Relapse loved it, hit the block hugged it
Em spit crack the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I aint seen it in
Still survive niggas threw me off the first tier
the most gutta, spit the most butta
My album's got more game niggas at the Rucker
Who I'll never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I my shit at every strip club in Atlanta
Peace to my T.I. for keeping a level head
Niggas I know after doing bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my hood see
a street in my city that you aint heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, glocks, chrome slugs
and we all fit glove
And I'ma keep name droppin' long as my poppin'
I mean long as the poppin'
All white knights, Range, white pipes, crack in the concrete
the ?
I switch cars like switch stars
You why, cause I'm a crook bitch
ya book bitch
I live life 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 bangin' since the first was out

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

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

I hit a nigga 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 I'm a f-cking killer
Ghost-face, no trace for the jakes
When it come to the base in the kitchen I'm a like 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 that they
That was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with some hearts
And you wonder why I walk around my soul long, black hoody on
music like Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both parts
Drive this 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 like Lebron headband
Empty out the clip on anybody but
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 the f-ck it is everytime we do this 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 life