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 cut yo' head bald (You PUSSY Nigga!)
Tupac a bandana
You wear a bandana
Tupac put a on his back
You put 2 crosses on yo' back
Nigga you Tupac... THIS is Tupac!

[Verse One:
They say money and women are funny,
but in this tragic endings I can make a million and not
get for spendin'
And since my is based on sinnin', I'm hell-bound
I'd rather be buried than be diffrent than be held down
My game to be trained well
Military mind of a thug sittin' in a cemetary car
I've been lost since my callin from Jesus
Ballin' as a wonderin' if you see this
Young black male crack got me three strikes
Livin in jail, is hell, enemies die,
Wonder when we all pass, is anybody
Got my hands on my semi-shotgun, snitchin'
Please God can you understand me, bless my
us all before we fall into insanity
I'm makin' a for all my people to be warlike
Buy some to have you stupid bitches all tight

Go niggas wanna get on thats
I gots some niggas in my click that make they jaws tight now

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

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

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

For building me the way I've been to the day I get killed
I'ma get money and run bitches like rigid stilts
Chamberling the chamber in in your face
and your brains outa place
thats what happens to slow niggas that they can live life at a fast pace
to them on the way to Tennesse listening to MJ G breaking there verse down in Eightballs
Be with them keys
Don't hesitate to squeez watch out from feds
they hate ya'll
Bank accounts over seas when them Feds come for me all they find is CDs and tapes, dog
Sipping hypnotic and hennessy I know ya'll 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 behold you your soul
Nigga nuttin left of you
in the mirror, ask yourself who are you?
If you don't who you are, how could your dreams come true?
Motherfucker, I sat back and
You pretended to be 'Pac, you to be hot
But not NOW!
I see it so
You can't the pressure, you pussy
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, look at me like I'm a menace
I was playin with
while your had your punk ass playin tennis