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,
You're feelin' me, kill 'em I go with plenty artillery
Come and get showed, be gauges and uzis
Let us with bullets
Can't none of ya break off a from prison
And let 'em with us, retaliation
We and blast 'em with leather masks on, let loose

You need beware when you're rollin' down the
These is killas, try to feel us
Thuggish ruggish niggas from
We steadily on ya
And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your
Ho-check, you wanna fuck with Bone
Let

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

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

I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge
War anytime I
Come with the war, then you're get yours
Expect the four nigga ring yo and don't you diminish
'Til I you with it or you would missed it
On the hit list, resist it

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

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

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

My nigga, we all in together in position for the
Pac got his, got ahead of me
me raw, and fuck it, let the law end
Open the coffin, top locked, let the fall in
doggin' all the juice, runnin' loose for my crew
Oh, what I'm do is take a bite of the forbidden fruit
And seen us shoot if I could be the 187 on you

Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and on for the next that get wrong
Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they disrespect
Then sleep the rest
Don't expect 'cuz you ain't goin' home
Who's next? Bring it on, whoever flex
Think it no for me get with you
All up in your shit, quick when I up your wig
brain 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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