Luyện nghe bài hát Introduction

[B.G.]
Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder - that 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, I'm searchin'
11 deep in the new Ford
Me and my P. - brother D's on weed
Bet re-infact, k' pot it clean
Once you you get down, burn torchin' and beat
That's the you get from a nigga in C.M.B.
I'm the B.G. but you can call me - Shot 'em up
I'll get mad and try ta flush head down the toirlet
Baby gave me the game - when this that's bitch made
my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga

Boss you wouldn't believe happend ta me
Last night I got hit for a of ki's
Who was it? Man know some cats
They kicked in my doo' my wife in the back
And you think them woulda left it at that
They beat me in my head until I said it's at
Okay we go out in the and we get the word
We hit up anybody that we think them birds
Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no
C4 them down, let 'em 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 motherfuckers gatta pay for that
I tell you what I gonna do, them cock roaches
And payment for the cops in case they approach us

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

[Lil'
(look - look - - look)
comes Mister Bad nerves
What fed up look?
Shorty got that do whatever for the cheddar
And got no dope, weed or fetti plus I'm hurt and
All I got is beretta with 2 murders on it
I done walk 'bout four
In a pair of old
Dirty with no
Looking for spots
Man I'm on the prawl - untamed and
Been a year since I
Better watch 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
Brother bail please, I'ma kill him for the scrilla
Do you under smell me - I'm telling your
I was raised on bad ways from school on
Have smart and have praise - stop playin' me

It's in my wodie, ta be the nigga that I am
Tote gats with hats a nigga from his fam'
but streets shit - it's all a nigga know
Knockin you off ya feet quick - all a nigga know
Drive-bys in - prepared anyday
Thuggin' is usual, do that day
niggaz get roast, if your not from round my way
Middle of the or one of them hallways
Quick ta 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 quick ta run up in ya
Fuck it, I goes out 'cause it's in me my
When it's a drought - I tote a semi my nigga