Luyện nghe bài hát Make Sure They Bleed

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

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

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

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

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

3:
Welcome back to the ghetto, niggas 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 with made a cop ? ? ?
Lord, about the guard of the pen in the gun tower
Is he going to for killin' niggas escapin'?
Or going crazy cause his takin'?
Born sinning, niggas dying with their 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 game to thug babies
If them niggas catch you slipping your ass is gone
Take your head, ain't no vest for your dome