Luyện nghe bài hát Intro *

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

(You know you be?)

You be like the that come at me
And one at me,
set it,
Then get another nigga to it
we 'trol heat
Ya cold remain frozen
As show thieves
That got our own name
I'm Hussein,
down 95 in two lanes
Wearin' fitted and blue
The one out of two thangs
or be hustled,
Tussle and tough
sheaths hunt you down
When you around and ya buckle
Popped up, whopped up, cocked up
An' got ya cop up,
Came to shook up
I money, gave 'em horror
crooks for me
Keep my on strap,
'Til the gat ugly
I fast illy
get bagged silly
We pack mac
You know the science for
These tryna rap
I spit it like I'm committed
Wid triple and digits
Bag bubble wid it
All y'all 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 a damn bit ah coke
You might be bangin'
Talk that shit,
I'm knowin' who ain't gon' do shit,
Pack one nasty new wid, a bit of blue shit
Confucious, run from Jerz,
off clue shit
Makaveli shit bangin'
Y'all shoulda knew

Y'all gon' ride or die