Luyện nghe bài hát Last Dance

(c-murder)
Sometimes I think the lord is me
Don't to go to jail
I'm tired of arrested g
I know I'm spitting I'm sell crack
But to a young nigga me
A g no turning back
Trying to settle down is
a nigga and a old lady and a baby
I cope with it
A chance is something that I had
I'm standing on corner
I got my in a skittles bag
make a move without my boy
I wear a bulletproof
And my back because I'm paranoid
You know the is a trap
I'm not but these jealous niggas got me strapped
like a criminal but born a bastard
Visions of a jail or a
A closed
about my murder friends
But I'm proud of selling
my family with these dividends
My nose bad nigga like a rock
Tired of dope
I see a cop car
Can't this spot
all my fuckin crack gone
Six rocks never asked the to let me make it home
Cause I'm a on the run
If you that shit
I'm to have to get my damn gun
Cause I can't no chances
me or you going to die
I guess will be your last dance

(master p)
Your 187 dance, 187 dance, will be your last dance, 187 dance, 187 dance,
Fool this will be last dance, last call for alchol, I mean blood's spill
On the

(master p)
Blood on my
And I pack a
For these and bitches tryin to bet me on my fuckin rock spot

(mia x)
But mia x got your p
Cause ain't no bitch nor these
ever going to fade me

(master p)
And if you to us killers
you dead
Cause I with a hk
Tre-8 missed it in for red

(mia x)
Another braud ass
On this back then if it is on mind
Then we got this second in for you

(master p)
In for you
What you and you
Don't with my crew
Cause do your hoe too
caps on whoever, whenever, however, whereever

(mia x)
So the crowd better ducking
these no limit tru soldiers
Still ain't fuckin busting

(master p)
Won't leave no witneses to about it
Mr. got life insurance
And I'm bout it it

(mia x)
Now talk about the way we do this
And think they prepared to do this
to eat some bullets

(master p)
So come dance with the devil with the teeth
Ain't no butterflying on the
But may you in peace

(c-murder)
I'm waking up in sweats
I realized
It wasn't a
I shot fool in the drive by
victim of the dope game
That tried to rob me off my heroin and coccaine
A lot of
A lot of
So how you
My rep was on the
Of course I had to that nigga
Crepped up on him basketball
Rolled the window
And I shot bitch with my soud off
I'm kind of you can't get me
A lot of niggas to stand in the same room with me
I'm bout the pushing money grope
got out of jail
And already back slanging
My daddy wasn't for me g
And my mom left me in the house abonded at the age of
So ask me why I'm heartless son
I was raised by some killers
So I I gots to be one
I'm down for
Murder, selling drugs, and robbery in any kind of
My girl I won't live long
I'm sick because I itilize and al kapone
Won't none of niggas don't understand me
Master p, king george, and and cali g
So don't with tru man
And if you do
This will be last dance