Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

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

I sit in my dirty 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, high on
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
Schemin' on you

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

Just through his hood and when I see that chump
I'ma jump out the truck and 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, reality rap
I really go through it in rooms
I crack, nigga, I don't got none for ya
to my lawyer, shit

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

Gotta watch what I say, they tappin' my phone
wanna sneak and peak inside of my home
I'm and it's 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 headlights
Then I circle my block to make it's smooth
I go upstairs to my four corner room

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

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

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

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

And you could beg me to stop but I just
Puttin' pressure on the 'til you fast asleep
Like a
(Son up)
Ain't no
Coulda, shoulda, shot back, you too hasty

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

I sit in my dirty ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
on you niggaz

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

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

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

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

You know what I'm sayin'? I just put some work 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, right
Schemin' on you niggaz, Mac 10

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

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