Luyện nghe bài hát Make Sure They Bleed

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

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

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

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

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

3:
Welcome back to the ghetto, 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, about the guard of the pen in the gun tower
Is he to hell for killin' niggas escapin'?
Or going cause his freedoms takin'?
Born sinning, niggas dying their nikes on
I'm bringing fear to my enemies, keep them sleeping with lights on
Witnessing death on the streets, muthafuckas be daily
All the o.g. niggas giving to thug babies
If niggas catch you slipping than your ass is gone
Take your muthafucking head, ain't no vest for dome