Luyện nghe bài hát Niggas In Trouble

Feel the pain of a soulja, a 3rd ward always known
2 pack a heater, got a army bout the size of
We hit em
Rugged if it's unplugged for thug lifers
We be the niggas leavin' in ya crime lives
Got the town locked with underground
the clock workers to serve us
Responsible for many
I left your town with all the gold
the police to assure my cousin's penatantry release
Payin' witnesses to they breath,
don't pay when it's only death, and no this a Tec
I'm in a full of blow niggas
But I'm high 'cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga
A trail of cops is followin' when the be swallowin' the evidentials
Keep supplier's name
Crooked started buckin' at us
Made a to a dead end, but froze 'cause the cops had us
I grab the Tec and started buckin'
'cause I'd rather take half the force out they cop a squat Dee Money
& B.G. The Of Tha Streetz

[B.G.]
Came in the clear, it in, cock it back
Plot it out, I put me an one in
That's in tha 9, I'm ready to discharge
That's eighteen for that ass, to play hard
Got the fat bullets, with the dent in the
They get sent when you duck when I from the blunt
Nigga don't let me get that first draw, and toast ya
I'ma shoot'cha in the jaw first, get some more
You know I bust heads, gotta jack it like a new car
I got the bulldog sendin' to the mall
I send threats, and then I fulfill em
Two hoes think they'll survive bein' a witness but I'ma kill'em
My nine is the nigga on side of me
Hollow points is for devils that follow me
Try to swallow me Providence Memorial Park,
I'm too smart to be caught, I'ma snort what I bought
a ride
With the chopper lookin' for the robber on the side
I'm so high, and the motto is do or die
Let's it happen, think of an action
Fuck rappin' I'm cappin', fuck yappin', no dappin'
Pull out the and start bustin',
me you bout buckin' or duckin'
'cause I'm sendin' 17 slugs I'm a
All sellin' drugs, nigga you get plugged
Get out tha way, start the race, it's a big paper
You get the taste of the chopper you in the face
Get out the way on tha double, I bust ya
I'm the trigga, so niggas in trouble

Black T Blue Girbauds, on the my grandma called me Mack
but my
I never thought the of niggas would be behind me
took a shot and nearly blind me
Eyes rolled back like a zombie, my life started
I can't it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in his daughter
be a memory, but I ain't havin' it
Fightin' for my life, the grabbin' it
Just enough strength to the trigga once more
I split his wig and he dropped like the
I heard a say he wasn't dead yet
They should never said that
My came back, like some gangsta boy
I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin' and up at the stars
Grab the glock out the pants rest of them and said niggas I'm a solja
You can't me
They we'll see
I said feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me?
I took my vest off, and it on the sidewalk
You never see Mac, back in the park

[B.G.]
Get out the way or get up in serious gun slangin'
'cause the shit that I'm bringin' leave a brains hangin'
'cause I half steppin', when I come for the chop
I clock, meal, and rob, Black is the mob
That I'm to, TRU to life real niggas
Young niggas comin' wit shit you could feel niggas
Peel niggas wig off, soft nigga hard
But I see through you muthafucka I pull ya
I war and die for this rap game
It's the only thing I know hustlin', so I do my thang
crossed the line wit niggas I thugged with
We run blood out'cha body, nigga we thugs,
So give us respect because we direct
Totin' Tecs in the projects leave a nigga wet
Baby Gangsta watch my back for the jacker
Then Blacka tryin' to attack and the ratta-tatta
Leavin' No, never
I reverse the in a double, I bubble
To nigga, niggas in trouble