Luyện nghe bài hát Miami Kid

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nigga! Ha ha
Let's go nigga, is what it is
cut his head bald
Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (You Nigga!)
Tupac a bandana
You wan' wear a
put a cross on his back
You wanna put 2 on yo' back
you ain't Tupac... THIS is Tupac!

[Verse One:
say more money and women are funny,
but in this tragic endings I can make a and still not
get for spendin'
And since my life is on sinnin', I'm hell-bound
I'd rather be buried be worried diffrent than be held down
My game to be trained well
Military mind of a thug lord sittin' in a car
I've been lost since my adolescent callin Jesus
Ballin' as a wonderin' if you see this
black male crack sales got me three strikes
Livin in jail, this is hell, die,
when we all pass, is anybody listenin?
Got my hands on my semi-shotgun, everybody's
Please God can you me, bless my family
Guide us all before we into insanity
I'm makin' a for all my people to be warlike
Buy some shit to have you bitches all tight

Go niggas wanna get on right
I gots niggas in my click that make they muthafuckin' jaws tight now

Go niggas wanna get on right
I gots some niggas in my click make they muthafuckin' jaws tight now

I'm the impossible
I gotta big thats unbelievable,
I'm achieving the
I'm taking like coke and baking soda
The streets are for me
but for those who dont know me hate on me come on homie

Ya'll should know me
dont be mad cause im a go getter from the of NY to LA
Cubans and and old school Chevys
Blacks and Hispanics getting I know yall cant stand it
That's why I say fuck 'em that just me more reason to buck 'em
If you're lucky, then dog, press your luck
And watch how quickly you get stuck I'll make sure when hoes you down
You wont get up, Dade County that up.

For building me the way I've been built to the day I get
I'ma get money and run through bitches like stilts
Chamberling emptied the in in your face
and leave brains outa place
thats happens to slow niggas that think they can live life at a fast pace
to them boys on the way to Tennesse listening to MJ G breaking there verse in Eightballs
Be careful them keys
hesitate to squeez watch out from them feds
'cause they hate
Bank accounts over seas when Feds come for me all they gonna find is CDs and tapes, dog
Sipping hypnotic and I know ya'll envy me but l wont let my tallent go to waste, dog.

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Now since you're for mercy I promise
My be the death of you
Lo and you sold your soul
Nigga nuttin left of you
Look in the mirror, ask yourself who are
If you don't know who you are, how could your come true?
Motherfucker, I sat back and
You to be 'Pac, you pretended to be hot
But not NOW!
I see it so
You can't take the pressure, you
I you not to push me
You see me and chills run up your
Hardly even in the same war, but your heart ain't mine
Press, they look at me like I'm a
I was with guns
while your momma had punk ass playin tennis