Luyện nghe bài hát Miami Kid

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nigga! Ha ha
Let's go nigga, is what it is
Tupac cut his head
Then you cut yo' head bald (You PUSSY Nigga!)
Tupac wear a
You wan' a bandana
put a cross on his back
You wanna put 2 on yo' back
Nigga you Tupac... THIS is Tupac!

[Verse 2Pac]
say more money and women are funny,
but in this tragic I can make a million and still not
get for spendin'
And since my life is on sinnin', I'm hell-bound
I'd rather be buried than be worried 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 callin from Jesus
Ballin' as a gangsta if you see this
Young black male crack got me three strikes
Livin in jail, is hell, enemies die,
Wonder we all pass, is anybody listenin?
Got my on my semi-shotgun, everybody's snitchin'
God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all before we into insanity
I'm a point for all my people to be warlike
Buy shit to have you stupid bitches all tight

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

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

I'm doing the
I big flow thats unbelievable,
I'm achieving the
I'm over like coke and baking soda
The are waiting for me
but for those who dont me dont hate on me come on homie

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

For building me the way I've been built to the day I get
I'ma get money and run bitches like rigid stilts
Chamberling emptied the in in your face
and leave your brains outa
thats what happens to slow niggas that think they can live life at a fast
to them boys on the way to Tennesse listening to MJ G breaking there verse in Eightballs
Be with them keys
Don't hesitate to squeez watch out from them
'cause hate ya'll
Bank accounts over seas them Feds come for me all they gonna find is CDs and tapes, dog
Sipping and hennessy I know ya'll envy me but l wont let my tallent go to waste, dog.

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Now you're cryin for mercy I promise
My success'll be the of you
Lo and behold you your soul
Nigga there's left of you
in the mirror, ask yourself who are you?
If you don't know who you are, how could your dreams come
Motherfucker, I sat and watched
You to be 'Pac, you pretended 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 run up your spine
Hardly even in the war, but your heart ain't like mine
Press, they at me like I'm a menace
I was with guns
while your momma had your ass playin tennis