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, clipped taped up
Ready ta spray something, 175 ta clear the block
I've rob your neighborhood, day and night
Stole clothes inside, ya hood 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 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 call me - Shot 'em up
get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet
Baby gave me the game - this niggaz that's bitch made
Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of nigga

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

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

Wayne]
(look - look - - look)
comes Mister Bad nerves
What that fed up
Shorty got do whatever for the cheddar 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
with no socks
Looking for dope
Man I'm on the prawl - and wild
a year since I smiled
Better watch that
Hat over my eyes, you see my frustation
Looking at paper chasin' with mean faces
Was told wait my turn - but I'm in-pacient
Pacin' the streets, with, the, blazin'
Lil' Brother bail please, kill him for the scrilla
Do you under smell me - I'm your dawg
I was raised on bad ways school on half-days
Have smart and have praise - playin' with me

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