Luyện nghe bài hát Montana Diary

Yo, pushin' a red Lex, screens in my headsets
So much beef, police suprised I dead yet
I keep mad heat, under my seat, to master the beef
It's so real, if I see you, I'm snatchin' ya peeps
It's on, nigga, whoever get hit first, is kiss dirt
My soldiers, cold blooded,
Cold flooded, on streets, we control
I drink coladas, but some of my niggaz roll
Ya man froze when I up, I symbolize death
Like a cobra attack, your life fear(here) is
you fucked 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
Motherfuckers fear(seein')
I burn your insides like Henny, nigga, 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 and the power shit
Real recognize real, dough, I alot of it
My name, you honor it, niggaz with(analyzing) me
Need to a look inside the Montana diary

Yo, I among men that wanna be me, love that(and) wanna see me
Mega Montana, drama, I love, it
Never sleepin', I close my and see my enemies
With nines reachin', so I
Criminal thoughts, premeditation
Yo, fuck explanations, son, I need the safe
Surrounded by snipers in a operation
acknowledge me, kingpin, replace ya(replacing) week(weak) men
Layin', sneakin'(Plans reaching) on the strength of leakin'
My reachin' the top, and puttin' heat in a cop
Who care if my heart beat was runnin' fast
Yo, son, it takes a second for my gun to blast
Give me the and everything in it
My need(meet) an uzi with a pearl 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 with me, you fuckin' with the best
The crime emperor, niggaz'll die my mind sinister
I pack an automatic, of course(fours), to uphold my
'cause money bring power, and bring madness
And it, got a nigga mind, bigger crime
I to my(epitomize gettin') mad dough, and no prison time
The money a nigga sour like lemon-lime
I'm gettin' mine, you gettin' yours, kid, with a(where's the)
It's Montana, introducing
Bigger to get paid, rhyme distribution
And if there's a problem, I'ma find a
My face in the mirror, shows the eyes of the
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 living inspired me
To the saga called the Montana Diary
it back, son

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