Luyện nghe bài hát Last Dayz

South Queens, all niggaz
Gather up all your
And get ready for new world order
Shit is to change muther fucker

I'm America's
Young black and just give a fuck
I just want to get high and live it up, so in '95
And why you tryin' to slave us with minimum
Slammin' my niggas up in cages, their behaivors
And spittin' that's outraegeous
Smoking moaches is
We lazy sofas and sculptures
chauffers who fuck us
Full and royal flushes
Roll the rush, that official nas

Got bitches with and cash
We in the last, my theory is "Fuck it"
niggas get obducted
My corrupted is through ghettos
Sippin' amaretto, hand on the metal, foot on the
Never settle, we Carolina Herrera
Dirty Donna Karan sweaters, over leathers and seudes
plated guns and grenades to blow up
I got from the informers, I'm trapped in corners
Bustin' shots at Warner

Hey yo, my man big
He how to get by
He high, threw a
be fixed to be fly
Submit crossing up and downtown
And he sticky keeper grip and move with traction
Keep mad alibis, a to stay wise and wide eyed
Living in the of south side

Crooked and fakes snake
all out for papes
Oh, who wanna over and leave you with drapes
The sheet covers, this heat smuthers the street
Eat brothers, ten shots rang, you got
We all ready for wars
We all want more, these the days get yours

32 and certed the glocks
You heard it for blocks, the guys, convertible drops
Living life on the edge of
Where you living, never a shit
'Cuz we living in it, 'cuz it be off the
Crooks crash, cheeba spots and rocks
The cops the clock is hot
Living life on the edge of
you living, never giving a shit
'Cuz we in it

Thinking taking my own life
I might as well 'cept they might not sell weed in
And that's where I'm going the devil's inside of me
They make me rob from my own
It's kind of ignorant but yo, I gotta pay the
So yeah, I'll stick a nigga definite 'cuz its generate
If I get caught I'm
'Cuz I leave no sticky finga prints for the cops
They only good if they
All that badge and that gun shit be to they head

To make bread, I gotta for sport
So I stole the show and made some for my thoughts
And if this rap shit don't pay
I'ma start selling drugs my way
Killin' my own in the U S G
Shit they get it from somebody, I'd rather it be me
you can't tax dirty money and you can't trust nobody
No one, I'm the scorpion and I'll probably the bullet
'Cuz I by the gun

We came to hear these 25 to life niggas who just out
And flame out, take aim, blow your brains out
It's life on the edge of
Where you living, never giving a shit 'cuz we in it
In South Queens where niggaz act up, nigga back up
Nas-throw your fucking gats up
It's life on the of dangerous
Where you living, giving a shit
'Cuz we living in it, we never giving a shit, we living in it
Nas mother fuckers don't give a shit
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