Luyện nghe bài hát Life Liquid

Blood in the streets, the what?
Blood spillin' in the
Blood in the streets, the what?
Blood in the streets

Aiyyo wit two precise niggaz, holdin' the right
There'll be a lot of cats out they life liquid
Niggaz who actin' hard this Columbia Pictures
When we throw two in yo' ass you huggin' on your mistress

From Philly, where quick to mute you at
Cuckoo cats, twist back FUBU cap
Crucial black, two chicks to you at
Then they shove a stick where you doodoo at

While you checkin' on your pagers, weapons in faces
blazin', cops section off the pavement
Hoppin' out with gauges, for the occasion
We throw about eight in, the house that you was in

Mouthin' off fakin'll you a loud patient
Achin', with your in a alcohol basin
And while your achin' I'ma have your dame slavin'
Cocaine and apron, a flame bakin'

Niggaz take it for granted until they layin' dead on the
bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all better duck when you the cannon or y'all be checkin' for leaks
Niggas'll your blood spillin' in the streets

Niggaz take it for granted until they layin' on the granite
bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all shoulda ducked when heard the cannon, now you layin' deceased
Niggas'll your blood spillin' in the streets

Can you feel it? can save ya
'Cause this is the season of the infrared
And since I got time, what I'm do
Is you how you can get spotted by one too

I don't give a fuck, I just cock back and bust
With more arms than an octopus, as if one gun wasn't
I fuck around and pull out
Blast your face off or blow your out
Nigga, I'll you laid out

Then I the gat in my waist out, put it in your mouth
And keep squeezin' 'til the clip is sprayed out
Take the gun in my ankle brace out, you in the stomach
Till I see the meal you ate drain out

Your face look spaced out, I gut you like a
my name out while I'm scrapin' your rib cage out
Squeeze the index, spray like a bottle of Windex
Bullets by your head like insects

your head to your mid-sec'
And I ain't even shoot you in the or your limbs or your dick yet
Your masculinity is questionable, you probably a
Just the thought of a woman lay next to you probably threatens you

You probably look at grapes and see
You probably fantasize vegetables
cucumbers and bananas havin' sex with you
And you let gerbils crawl up your rectum too

Shame on you, I on you and simultaneously urinate on you
And some acid rain on you
I your heartbeat with heat
You weak nigga, I'll leave your blood spillin' in the

Niggaz take it for granted until layin' dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders get by standin'
Y'all better duck when you hear the cannon or y'all be for leaks
Niggas'll leave your blood spillin' in the

Niggaz it for granted until they layin' dead on the granite
bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all ducked when y'all heard the cannon, now you layin' deceased
Niggas'll leave your blood spillin' in the

Journalist what you workin' with?
Old school burners
Barrels big enough for you head to fit in the shit
What you holdin'

30 bullet banana
Just to handle the kick I gotta it to my hands and shit
We got to murder shit
We injure niggaz who deserve the shit, put 'em in a tourniquet

Bomb Suburbans with tractor-tread tires
So we can ride through the dirt with it, drive over curbs it
Merc in it, even slippery surfaces we can swerve in it
And crash into niggaz who don't deserve they
Try stoppin' the dudes, you be bruised
Cockin' the tools that knock you out socks and your shoes

leave you shoe less and keep shootin'
Look how much life liquid you losin', you need a transfusion
In the back of a medic truck, shots in your and gut
While we holdin' our weapons up, I'm still Philly, what?

Blood spillin' in the streets, the
spillin' in the streets
Blood in the streets, the what?
Blood spillin' in the

Niggaz take it for granted until layin' dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders get shot by
(The what?)
Y'all better duck when you hear the cannon or be checkin' for leaks
(The what?)
Niggas'll leave your spillin' in the streets

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