Luyện nghe bài hát Intro *

[After about a of mixing]
explosions, gun shots]

(You what you be?)

You be like the that come at me
And one at me,
set it,
Then get another to dead it
Outlaws we heat
Ya cold feet remain
As Hussein thieves
That got our own stolen
I'm Hussein,
Flyin' down 95 in two
Wearin' fitted and blue
The one out of these two
or be hustled,
Tussle and these
They hunt you down
When you and ya knees buckle
up, whopped up, glock cocked up
An' got ya cop up,
Came to shop up
I money, gave 'em horror
crooks for me
Keep my on strap,
'Til the gat ugly
I fast illy
G-packers get bagged
We pack mac
You know the science for
These tryna rap
When I it like I'm committed
Wid triple and digits
Bag whatever wid it
All gon' do is be talkin' while I walk
Wid the war you way
Either way you ya partner
me bop down ya block
Wid my and chocolates
On some Deathrow Pac
Outlaw shit, I got this,
I let you you playin' yourself
Ain't seein' a damn bit ah
You might be bangin'
that crew shit,
I'm knowin' already who ain't do shit,
Pack one nasty new wid, a lil' bit of blue
Confucious, run deep Jerz,
Right off shit
shit still bangin'
Y'all knew this

Y'all gon' ride or die