Luyện nghe bài hát Introduction

[B.G.]
Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder - that bitch is so
AK-47 a ta a Mac-11, double clipped taped up
Ready ta spray something, 175 shots ta 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 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 - 'em up shorty
I'll get mad and try ta flush your head the toirlet
gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made
Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of nigga

Boss you wouldn't believe happend ta me
Last I got hit for a package of ki's
Who was it? Man I'ont know cats
kicked in my doo' shot 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 and we get the word
We hit up anybody we think selling them birds
Them fuckin moolignanis want no war'
C4 them down, let 'em in the car
Me not about no witness
'cause them won't see, linkin' up ta me
Boss, ta find out it was Red and Black
connivin' motherfuckers gatta pay for that
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 brick and deal with
My brother K.C. told me how ta kill these
While had me in alleys dealin' with digits
Aiy, is real my nigga, me and Lac pa' was killed my nigga
It ain't nothing keep it my nigga
While my homies carve life in the my nigga
Ski' then family - thrill deal
Rambo and Sam - it is what it is
robbed niggaz - pulled triggers for niggaz
Drama's involved - we in we in nigga
- we kill like we kill nigga
Behind them - it is what it is niggaz
Birdman - a known
man and Benzes and Prowlers

[Lil'
(look - - look - look)
Here Mister Bad nerves
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 pair of old
Dirty with no
Looking for dope
Man I'm on the - untamed and wild
Been a 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 damn I'm
Pacin' the streets, with, the, mac-10
Brother bail please, I'ma kill him for the scrilla
Do you smell me - I'm telling your dawg
I was raised on bad ways school on half-days
Have smart and praise - stop playin' with me

It's in my bloodstream wodie, ta be the that I am
Tote with hats take a nigga from his fam'
Nothin' but streets shit - it's all a know
Knockin you off ya feet quick - all a nigga know
Drive-bys in U-Hauls - prepared
is usual, do that every day
Bitch niggaz get roast, if your not from my way
Middle of the court or one of hallways
Quick ta ya, I'm real I ain't fake
Leave ya ass a murder scene in the middle of tape
Put a hole in ya thinkin' cap, be thinkin 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 - I tote a semi my nigga