Luyện nghe bài hát Introduction

[B.G.]
Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder - bitch is so heavy
AK-47 a test ta a Mac-11, double clipped up
Ready ta something, 175 shots ta clear the block
I've rob through neighborhood, day and night
Stole clothes people inside, ya on strike
I'm looking, for ya - high and low, nigga I'm
11 deep in the new Excursion
Me and my nigga P. - brother D's on
Bet should re-infact, k' pot it
Once you found you get down, burn torchin' and
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 - when this niggaz that's bitch
Gimme my props, it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga

Boss you believe what happend ta me
Last night I got hit for a package of
Who was it? Man I'ont know cats
They kicked in my doo' my wife in the back
And you think them mothafuckers left it at that
They beat me in my until I said where it's at
Okay we go out in the streets and we get the
We hit up anybody that we selling them birds
fuckin moolignanis don't want no war'
C4 them down, let 'em in the car
Me not worried about no
'cause them won't see, linkin' up ta me
Boss, come ta out it was Red and Black
connivin' motherfuckers gatta pay for that
I you what I gonna do, burn them cock roaches
And payment for the cops in case wanna approach us

I'm the O.G. nigga money and bitches
Know how, ta a brick and deal with ditches
My K.C. told me how ta kill these niggaz
While Troy had me in dealin' with digits
Aiy, is real my nigga, me and Lac pa' was killed my nigga
It nothing keep it real my nigga
While my homies life in the field my nigga
Ski' then - thrill deal niggaz
Rambo and Sam - it is what it is
robbed niggaz - pulled triggers for niggaz
Drama's involved - we in we in nigga
Homicide - we kill like we nigga
Behind them - it is what it is niggaz
- a known shotcaller
Suburban man and and Prowlers

[Lil'
(look - look - - look)
Here comes Mister Bad
that fed up look?
Shorty got that do whatever for the look
And got no dope, weed or fetti I'm hurt and hungry
All I got is beretta with 2 murders on it
I done walk 'bout blocks
In a of old 'Boks
Dirty no socks
for dope spots
Man I'm on the prawl - untamed and
Been a year I smiled
watch that child
Hat my eyes, you can't see my frustation
Looking at niggaz paper with mean faces
Was told wait my - but damn I'm in-pacient
Pacin' the streets, with, the, mac-10
Lil' bail please, I'ma kill him for the scrilla
Do you under smell me - I'm telling dawg
I was raised on bad from school on half-days
Have smart and have - stop playin' with me

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