Luyện nghe bài hát Introduction

[B.G.]
Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder - that bitch is so
a test ta a Mac-11, double clipped taped up
Ready ta something, 175 shots ta clear the block
I've rob your neighborhood, day and night
clothes people inside, ya hood on strike
I'm looking, for ya - high and low, nigga I'm
11 deep in the new Ford
Me and my nigga P. - D's on weed
Bet re-infact, k' pot it clean
you found you get down, burn torchin' and beat
That's the treatment you get from a in C.M.B.
I'm the B.G. but you can me - Shot 'em up shorty
I'll get mad and try ta flush your down the toirlet
Baby gave me the game - this niggaz that's bitch made
my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga

Boss you wouldn't believe what ta me
Last I got hit for a package of ki's
Who was it? Man I'ont know cats
They kicked in my shot my wife in the back
And you think them mothafuckers woulda left it at
They beat me in my until I said where it's at
Okay we go out in the and we get the word
We hit up anybody we think selling them birds
Them fuckin moolignanis don't no war'
C4 down, let 'em burn in the car
Me not worried no witness
them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me
Boss, ta find out it was Red and Black
Them motherfuckers gatta pay for that
I tell you what I gonna do, burn them cock
And payment for the in case they wanna approach us

I'm the O.G. nigga 'bout and bitches
Know how, ta a brick and deal with ditches
My brother K.C. told me how ta these niggaz
While Troy had me in alleys dealin' with
Aiy, life is my nigga, me and Lac pa' was killed my nigga
It ain't nothing it real my nigga
While my carve life in the field my nigga
Ski' then family - thrill deal
and Sam - it is what it is niggaz
I've robbed niggaz - triggers for niggaz
Drama's - we in like we in nigga
Homicide - we kill like we kill
Behind them thangs - it is it is niggaz
Birdman - a shotcaller
man and Benzes and Prowlers

[Lil'
(look - - look - look)
Here comes Mister Bad
What that fed up
Shorty got do whatever for the cheddar look
And got no dope, weed or fetti plus I'm hurt and
All I got is this with 2 murders on it
I done walk 'bout four
In a pair of old
Dirty no socks
Looking for dope
Man I'm on the prawl - and wild
Been a year since I
Better watch that
Hat my eyes, you can't see my frustation
Looking at niggaz paper chasin' with mean
Was told my turn - but damn I'm in-pacient
the streets, with, the, mac-10 blazin'
Lil' bail please, I'ma kill him for the scrilla
Do you under smell me - I'm your dawg
I was raised on bad ways from on half-days
Have smart and have praise - stop playin' me

It's in my bloodstream wodie, ta be the that I am
Tote gats with take a nigga from his fam'
Nothin' but streets shit - it's all a know
Knockin you off ya quick - it's all a nigga know
Drive-bys in U-Hauls - anyday
Thuggin' is usual, do every day
Bitch niggaz get roast, if your not from my way
of the court or one of them hallways
Quick ta steal ya, I'm real I ain't
ya ass a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape
Put a in ya thinkin' cap, won't be thinkin no mo'
be put ta nap
Young play it raw, raw - X ya bitch ass out
Me and my nigga Rat ta run up in ya house
Fuck it, I out 'cause it's in me my nigga
When a coke drought - I tote a semi my nigga