Luyện nghe bài hát Last Dance

(c-murder)
Sometimes I think the is testing me
Don't want to go to
I'm of getting arrested g
I know I'm spitting when I'm sell
But to a nigga like me
A g ain't no back
Trying to settle down is
a nigga and a old lady and a baby
I cope with it
A chance is something I never had
I'm standing on this
I got my rocks in a bag
Can't a move without my boy
I wear a vest
And watch my back I'm paranoid
You the ghetto is a trap
I'm not tupac but these jealous got me strapped
like a criminal but born a bastard
Visions of a or a grave
A clasket
about my murder friends
But I'm proud of drugs
my family with these dividends
My nose bad like a rock star
of swolling dope
I see a cop car
Can't this spot
Till all my fuckin crack
Six rocks never asked the lord to let me it home
I'm a nigga on the run
If you talk that
I'm going to to get my damn gun
Cause I can't take no
Either me or you to die
I guess that be your last dance

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

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

(mia x)
But mia x got back p
ain't no bitch nor these kince
Aren't ever going to me

(master p)
And if you step to us
Then you
Cause I sleep a hk
Tre-8 missed it in for red

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

(master p)
In for you
about you and you
Don't fuck with my
I'll do your hoe too
Bust on whoever, whenever, however, whereever

(mia x)
So the crowd start ducking
Cause these no limit tru
Still ain't finish fuckin

(master p)
Won't no witneses to talk about it
Mr. serv-on got life
And I'm bout it it

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

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

(c-murder)
I'm waking up in sweats
I just
It wasn't a
I shot fool in the drive by
Another victim of the game
nigga 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 kill nigga
Crepped up on him playing
down the window
And I shot bitch with my soud off
I'm of crazy you can't get me
A lot of niggas scared to stand in the room with me
I'm bout the dope money grope
Just got out of
And back slanging dope
My wasn't there for me g
And my mom left me in the house at the age of three
So ask me why I'm heartless son
I was raised by some killers
So I guess I to be one
I'm down for
Murder, selling drugs, and robbery in any kind of
My girl said I won't long
I'm sick because I itilize and al kapone
none of these niggas don't understand me
Master p, george, and silkk and cali g
So don't fuck tru man
And if you do
This be your last dance