Luyện nghe bài hát Montana Diary

Yo, pushin' a red Lex, mini screens in my
So much beef, police suprised I dead yet
I keep mad heat, under my passenger seat, to master the
It's so real, if I don't see you, I'm ya peeps
It's on, nigga, whoever get hit first, is gonna dirt
My soldiers, blooded, vultures
flooded, on streets, we control hundreds
I drink coladas, but some of my niggaz roll
Ya man froze when I drove up, I symbolize
Like a attack, your life fear(here) is over
Black you up, you never should of stepped(snuck) up
My spot cocked, suckers, scared to die, tough
Run, to meet ya maker, no longer is you grimey
fear(seein') paper
I your insides like Henny, nigga, need a taster(chaser)?
to gods, the(n) way ya odds, 'cause only he could save ya
Motherfuckers, it's..

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The Montana shit, the and the power shit
Real recognize real, dough, I alot of it
My name, you honor it, analyze with(analyzing) me
Need to take a look the Montana diary

Yo, I walk men that wanna be me, love that(and) wanna see me
Mega Montana, drama, I love, it
Never sleepin', I close my eyes and see my
nines reachin', so I awaken
Criminal thoughts, become
Yo, fuck explanations, son, I the safe combinations
Surrounded by in a major operation
Authorities acknowledge me, kingpin, ya(replacing) week(weak) men
Layin', sneakin'(Plans reaching) on the of information leakin'
My reachin' the top, and puttin' heat in a cop
Who wanna care if my heart beat was runnin'
Yo, son, it takes a second for my gun to blast
me the world and everything in it
My enemies need(meet) an uzi a pearl finish
I live it, my life a(is) pure corruption, these last words
I the one to fuck with, aiyo, I live..

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You fuck with me, you fuckin' with the
The emperor, niggaz'll die because my mind sinister
I an automatic, of course(fours), to uphold my status
'cause money bring power, and power madness
And it, got a nigga mind, into crime
I appear to my(epitomize gettin') mad dough, and no prison
The make a nigga sour like lemon-lime
I'm mine, you gettin' yours, kid, with a(where's the) nine
It's Montana, introducing
Bigger to get paid, rhyme distribution
And if there's a problem, find a solution
My face in the mirror, shows the of the ruthless
the limit, rise the tenent(ride is tinted)
My life's so trife, I don't advise y'all, niggaz to try to it
My inner vision of better living me
To write the saga called the Diary
it back, son

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