Luyện nghe bài hát Montana Diary

Yo, a red Lex, mini screens in my headsets
So beef, police suprised I ain't 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 snatchin' ya
on, nigga, whoever get hit first, is gonna kiss dirt
My soldiers, blooded, vultures
flooded, on streets, we control hundreds
I drink coladas, but some of my niggaz roll
Ya man when I drove up, I symbolize death
Like a cobra attack, your fear(here) is over
Black you fucked up, you should of stepped(snuck) up
My cocked, suckers, scared to die, tough luck
Run, prepare to ya maker, no longer is you grimey
fear(seein') paper
I your insides like Henny, nigga, need a taster(chaser)?
Pray to gods, the(n) way ya odds, only he could save ya
Motherfuckers, it's..

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

Yo, I walk among men that wanna be me, love that(and) see me
Montana, drama, I love, bring 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 strength of information
My reachin' the top, and puttin' heat in a cop
Who wanna care if my beat was runnin' fast
Yo, son, it only a second for my gun to blast
me the world and everything in it
My enemies need(meet) an uzi with a finish
I live it, my life a(is) pure corruption, rememeber these words
I ain't the one to with, aiyo, I live..

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You fuck me, you fuckin' with the best
The emperor, niggaz'll die because my mind sinister
I pack an automatic, of course(fours), to uphold my
'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 time
The money make a sour like lemon-lime
I'm gettin' mine, you yours, kid, with a(where's the) nine
It's Montana, introducing
Bigger to get paid, rhyme distribution
And if there's a problem, I'ma 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, to try to live it
My vision of better living inspired me
To write the saga called the Montana
it back, son

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