Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

The in the business
Yea, it's about time, ya heard?
We the best nigga, we nigga

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
on you niggaz

By myself in my four corner room watchin' Boiled
I like I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My bullet proof on run, flats at the night
look for Cuz

Just ride through his hood and when I see that
I'ma out the truck and dump my gun
You ain't neva been do it so you scared of kinda shit
Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off

Too much of that gangsta music, nah, this rap
I really go it in interrogation rooms
I don't crack, nigga, I don't got for ya
Talk to my lawyer,

Nowadays is hard to
Be careful where you pull trigger, they got you on film
They got in the sky, we under surveillance
That on star on your car track everywhere been

watch what I say, they tappin' my cell phone
They wanna sneak and inside of my home
I'm paranoid and not the weed
In my rear view these cars, they follow me

So I bust and lefts, lefts and rights
Till I stop seeing those Impala
Then I circle my block to make sure smooth
Before I go upstairs to my four corner

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I sit alone in my dirty ass
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
on you niggaz

I be in my hot ass room
dope, loadin' bullets in my clip for you
I ain't wipin' my sweat, it's keepin' me cool
I ain't even sweatin' you niggaz, I'ma you

Eventually it like this
At the club with his boys, at the mall with his
Nigga think it's be a fight
Death comes to who wind me up

And you could beg me to stop but I just
Puttin' on the trigger 'til you fast asleep
Like a
(Son up)
no maybe
Coulda, shoulda, woulda shot back, you too

I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in front of Jesus, and Joseph
(Oh my God)
If that's what it is, I'ma live
You not playin' me like the bitch
(Ayo, Mary)

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
Schemin' on you

I sit alone in my ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

Yeah, that's right, you how we do it nigga
(Uh, huh)
I sit up all night and on your head nigga
(Oh, we comin')

It's not a fuckin'
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
Oh, we comin' nigga that
(If he happen to write your name down)

We runnin' around this money on tour
You know I'm sayin'?
(Should he out)
I really ain't got time for you ass niggaz
But um, this weekend I got time

You know what I'm sayin'? I might just put some in
(Yea we fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
It's like forgot or somethin', I come poppin' for you nigga
I don't give a fuck who you wit, daytime, the fuck we at

You stop, drop and roll nigga
(Uh, huh)
And it's on and poppin', high on drugs, that's
on you niggaz, Mac 10 handle

I use to drive a AC and a Mac in the engine

Is is it, baby?
Have you heard of a dude
(Yo, the P)
Isn't it that mothafucka
an asshole full of money?