Luyện nghe bài hát It's Time I See You

Yeah, yeah,
y'all niggas talkin' 'bout huh?

It's I see you

Get it
You faggot niggas Suge Knight
R's the only niggas he respect
And y'all niggas right?

get on hot ninety seven and talk wit a baritone
Wit two niggas wit licensed guns to take y'all home
ass niggas
You they gon take a life so they can get life

Ask Puff they ain't to hear that nigga
For no cake, and can get at us on Labor Day
We stones that say
Pay your debt and get labor day

I'm in the hood so we can up, any place you think of
Handheld don't hold prints plus I the tip of my fingers
I'm a Bronx gangsta nigga, R's hoodrat
The nigga they come get quick bitch, on hood shit

bitches thin'k the ryders a joke, well I don't play
I blow you whole shit up
Like Tim
Gimme the needle, not tomorrow, but

Cross comin' y'all better get the out the way
I ain't the shit that you see that's on the top of church
I put a bomb in your baby
Brick your hearse

your CEO, don't call my CEO apologizin'
I'm at your in the choir
Standin'
It's in'fa red the shit be on top of the heater

The best thing in New
Since Steinbrenner signed
Hold Camby sister the hostage, then 'em a reef
So stop frontin' vegetarian scared of beef

Yo, ay suck my dick bitch, the way this chick spit
Here we go again', only we on kiss
We keep comin' and you runnin'
You claimin' you the best that done it

let me see somethin', fake niggas screamin' "Ryde or die"
Same niggas we run up on and 'em cry
Outta all the in this game, nigga
We the champs in this who kick the real shit before the fame

you fat ass, fake bad ass niggas
Still play the hood while you ride past
Coward trust me we keep it gutter, hope you stay mad a
'Cause you can't us, huh

time I see you

Ayo, I ain't got a care in the
Kidnappin' your kid, maimin' mom, and airin' your girl
And like, you ain't got a friend in the
I'm hopeless and numb, I see but I can focus my gun

And I'm down for smokin' to the head
My is shot, my paces is short, I dump in your head
I'm the hardest nigga out you outta it by now
I'm the nigga that they about goin' to Chao

And my ring bells, my blade stay bloody
If you heard me beefin' dog I leave the most shells
The nigga to salute, the to shoot
Holiday Styles, motherfucker, you pound

What? Like I won't run up and your jaw
they make a vest for your head to stop the four
I'm tired of rappin', get the Mack
And niggas on vacation
Right in front of the radio

Motherfuckers ain't quiet 'til the go off
hitted, hawkin', they neck is shit
I'm the motherfuckin'
I the shit out of any one
Of your whatever the label

Y'all niggas don't beef, y'all want meat at the table
And I give a fuck, Sheek'll do life in the box
any of y'all bitch niggas front on the lox
What? Motherfuckers,

Yo, If I miss your head and your neck, I'll hurt your
If you from the streets betrayal is worse death
And I'm for gettin' money, not known for wildin'
But I'm real I could rock both phones in the

This is how we the bets
I kill everything you love dog, now, even the pets
Everything got dubs on it, the vets
Fifty close, fifty wide, even the sets

'Cause the bullets is like calisthenics when I'm
When they start hurtin', that means workin'
way we comin' is hard
Industry is jail nigga, double R's runnin' the yard, uh