Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Law End

'em, let the law end
'Cuz we get the raw end
Coffins open, 'em all in

Nine millimeters,
feelin' me, kill 'em 'cuz I go with plenty artillery
Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and
Let us begin with
Can't none of ya off a niggas from prison
And let 'em with us, retaliation
We come and blast 'em with leather masks on, let

You beware when you're rollin' down the Clair
These niggas is killas, try to us
Thuggish niggas from Cleveland
We creepin' on ya
And you believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep
Ho-check, you don't wanna fuck Bone
Let

Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthafucka it then he better shoot
Nigga never no 9-1-1 to rescue
Never respect you, blowin' chest through
Labelled as a menace, but I'm feelin' it
And I'm in it to the finish, better my manuscript

Killa, for realer, drug dealer, little nigga, cap
through the Land equipped
When I grips the grip, pump, it, shot it
off in my hottie
Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' your party
Fin to you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah

When I my cause up outta domes, get me, badge
War I roll
Come with the war, then you're gonna get
the four nigga ring yo doors and don't you diminish
'Til I finish you with it or you would it
On the hit list, couldn't it

Nigga, you risk it, to stick with it to the po-po, you know
Who don't roll in a sixty-fo' go
Lurk, better all the doors
Runnin' through crowds I get to Mexico
Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with
Rip gets so sadistic it's story of
(Story of, of)

Killin' for my steady got up in the pen
Depend on me, let 'em
Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the
But I love the way the thugstas
And when our niggas really get to poppin' at the
be lookin' at a hell of a war
Muthafucka done rocked the
And we nigga fin to the score

Nigga too much, took too much
No surrender, no you're gonna catch me
Never catch me, catch me
I'll keep runnin', keep runnin' for my life
And duckin' bullets while you're tryin' to me
Quicker the
The my niggas'll pull up and drop ya
We ya, we shot ya, hey, my niggas boxed ya

My nigga, we all in together in position for the
Pac got his, got headlight of me
Keep me raw, and it, let the law end
Open the coffin, top locked, let the body in
Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' for my crew
Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a bite of the fruit
And never seen us shoot if I be the 187 on you

got the chrome, and it's on for the next that get wrong
Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't
Then with the rest
even expect 'cuz you ain't goin' home
Who's next? it on, whoever wanna flex
Think it no thang for me get you
All up in your shit, quick when I up your wig
Your gon' hang

'em, let the law end
'Cuz we get the raw end
Coffins open, 'em all in

'em, let the law end
'Cuz we get the raw end
Coffins open, 'em all in

'em, let the law end
'Cuz we get the raw end
Coffins open, 'em all in
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