Luyện nghe bài hát Introduction

[B.G.]
Bring Noise Nigga, I got on my shoulder - that bitch is so heavy
AK-47 a ta a Mac-11, double clipped taped up
Ready ta spray something, 175 ta clear the block
rob through your neighborhood, day and night
Stole clothes people inside, ya hood on
I'm looking, for ya - high and low, I'm searchin'
11 deep in the new Excursion
Me and my P. - brother D's on weed
Bet should re-infact, k' pot it
Once you found you get down, burn and beat
That's the treatment you get a nigga in C.M.B.
I'm the B.G. but you can call me - Shot 'em up
get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet
Baby me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made
Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades

Boss you believe what happend ta me
Last night I got hit for a of ki's
Who was it? Man I'ont some cats
They kicked in my doo' shot my wife in the
And you think them mothafuckers left it at that
beat me in my head 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
Them fuckin moolignanis don't no war'
C4 down, let 'em burn in the car
Me not about no witness
them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me
Boss, come ta find out it was Red and
Them connivin' motherfuckers gatta pay for
I tell you I gonna do, burn them cock roaches
And payment for the cops in case they approach us

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

Wayne]
(look - - look - look)
Here Mister Bad nerves
What that fed up
Shorty got that do whatever for the look
And got no dope, weed or plus I'm hurt and hungry
All I got is this beretta with 2 on it
I done walk four blocks
In a of old 'Boks
with no socks
Looking for dope
Man I'm on the prawl - untamed and
Been a year since I
watch that child
Hat over my eyes, you see my frustation
Looking at niggaz chasin' with mean faces
Was wait my turn - but damn I'm in-pacient
Pacin' the streets, with, the, blazin'
Lil' Brother please, I'ma kill him for the scrilla
Do you smell me - I'm telling your dawg
I was raised on bad ways from on half-days
Have smart and have praise - stop with me

It's in my wodie, ta be the nigga that I am
Tote gats with hats take a nigga his fam'
Nothin' but shit - it's all a nigga know
Knockin you off ya quick - it's all a nigga know
Drive-bys in U-Hauls - prepared
Thuggin' is usual, do that day
Bitch niggaz get roast, if not from round my way
of the court or one of them hallways
Quick ta ya, I'm real I ain't fake
ya ass a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape
Put a hole in ya thinkin' cap, won't be no mo'
be put ta nap
Young nigga it raw, raw - X ya bitch 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 drought - I tote a semi my