Luyện nghe bài hát Make Sure They Bleed

Spoken
(smoking & coughing)
God damn!
goes out to you bitch ass niggas speaking bad on the dead
This out to my nigga makaveli
I wanna say what's up to my nigga
Rest in playa
die...daily

1:
Live the murderous
Seeing niggas get
With my in the grave and the other in the gutter
being a drug dealer, natural born thug nigga
Ballin' mob figures, soldiers and real killas
my homies when we hit the weed
Avenge me if I die by my
Make sure bleed
Put faces on the front page
a nigga in his dome, close range with tha muthafuckin' 12 gauge
And tell 'em bossalini called the
Still for them bitch ass niggas that murdered my homie pac
Locked up my major pain
Cause they can't fuck with the realism came from a niggas brain
You muthafuckas still got me strapped
I be smokin' on chronic sacks with death at my back
I'm going crazy, seeing shit ain't real
and shootin' at niggas that I done already killed

Trying to get to ghetto cause I'm born to die
Hopin' the lord will see my when he asks me why
Trying to get to heaven cause I'm born to die
Hopin' the lord see my reason when he asks me why
Make they bleed
Make sure they
If I die by my enemies make they bleed

2:
Should they speak on a soldier he dead
Cause when he's livin' all the you spittin get your muthafuckin weed

Get your while you still on this earth
Born sinnin' from
Black hearses cursing the
Carrying dead bodies to the
Ashes to dirt, niggas be restin' in pieces like tutinkam (spelling's
Wrong)
Ain't no cowards in the nigga, it's vietnam
Keep your killa partners with you but don't keep them too
Cause some niggas is magicians, turn your ass to a
And you watch your body, lookin' at your corpse full of holes
Cause some appear to be friends and foes
Who really
It's a fucked up world, murder you while you sleeping
And I'm waitin' to catch 'em
ass niggas get to die with their eyes open
The only real is two guns smokin'

3:
Welcome to the ghetto, niggas still infected with thug disease
Felonies, 60 g's for 2
? ? ? we all
it comes to the root of the evil we all down
Thugs crying tears made a cop ? ? ?
Lord, what about the of the pen in the gun tower
Is he going to hell for killin' escapin'?
Or going crazy cause his takin'?
Born sinning, niggas dying with their on
I'm bringing to my enemies, keep them sleeping with their lights on
Witnessing on the streets, muthafuckas be dying daily
All the o.g. giving game to thug babies
If them catch you slipping than your ass is gone
your muthafucking head, ain't no vest for your dome