Luyện nghe bài hát Introduction

[B.G.]
Bring Noise Nigga, I got on my shoulder - that bitch is so heavy
AK-47 a test ta a Mac-11, double clipped up
ta spray 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 in the new Ford Excursion
Me and my P. - brother 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 - when niggaz that's bitch made
Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades

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

I'm the O.G. nigga money and bitches
Know how, ta flip a brick and deal ditches
My brother K.C. told me how ta these niggaz
While had me in alleys dealin' with digits
Aiy, life is 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 family - deal niggaz
Rambo and Sam - it is what it is
I've robbed niggaz - pulled for niggaz
involved - we in like we in nigga
Homicide - we kill we kill nigga
Behind thangs - it is what it is niggaz
Birdman - a shotcaller
Suburban man and and Prowlers

Wayne]
(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 plus I'm hurt and hungry
All I got is this beretta with 2 on it
I walk 'bout four blocks
In a pair of old
Dirty no socks
for dope spots
Man I'm on the prawl - untamed and
Been a since I smiled
Better watch child
Hat over my eyes, you can't see my
Looking at niggaz paper with mean faces
Was told wait my turn - but I'm in-pacient
Pacin' the streets, with, the, mac-10
Lil' Brother bail please, kill him for the scrilla
Do you under smell me - I'm telling your
I was on bad ways from school on half-days
smart and have praise - stop playin' with me

It's in my bloodstream wodie, ta be the that I am
Tote gats with hats take a nigga his fam'
Nothin' but streets shit - all a nigga know
you off ya feet quick - it's all a nigga know
Drive-bys in U-Hauls - anyday
is usual, do that 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 I ain't fake
Leave ya ass a murder scene in the middle of yellow
Put a hole in ya cap, won't be thinkin no mo'
be put ta nap
Young nigga play it raw, raw - X ya ass out
Me and my Rat quick ta run up in ya house
Fuck it, I goes out 'cause it's in me my
When it's a coke drought - I a semi my nigga