Luyện nghe bài hát Niggas In Trouble

Feel the pain of a soulja, a 3rd ward Soulja known
2 pack a heater, got a army bout the of leader
We hit em
Rugged even if unplugged for thug lifers
We be the niggas slugs in ya crime lives
Got the town with underground stock
Around the clock workers to us
Responsible for many
I left your town with all the gold
Shoot the to assure my cousin's penatantry release
witnesses to hold they breath,
don't pay when it's only death, and no ain't a Tec
I'm in a limo of blow niggas
But I'm always high 'cause a leader gotta be up on his toes
A trail of cops is followin' when the girls be the evidentials
Keep name confidential
Crooked cops started at us
a turn to a dead end, but froze 'cause the cops had us
I grab the Tec and buckin' back
'cause I'd rather half the force out before they cop a squat Dee Money
& B.G. The Heart Of Tha

[B.G.]
in the clear, slide it in, cock it back
Plot it out, I put me an one in
That's eighteen in tha 9, I'm to discharge
That's eighteen for that ass, tryin' to play
Got the fat bullets, with the in the front
They get when you duck when I hear from the blunt
Nigga let me get that first draw, and I'ma toast ya
I'ma shoot'cha in the jaw first, then get some
You know I bust heads, gotta jack it a brand new car
I got the bulldog sendin' niggas to the
I death threats, and then I fulfill em
Two hoes think they'll survive trial bein' a witness but kill'em
My nine is the nigga on side of me
Hollow points is for devils wanna follow me
Try to swallow me Providence Memorial Park,
I'm too smart to be caught, snort what I just bought
a ride
With the chopper lookin' for the robber on the side
I'm so high, and the motto is do or die
make it happen, think of an action
Fuck rappin' I'm cappin', fuck yappin', no dappin'
out the strapin' and start bustin',
Show me you buckin' or duckin'
'cause I'm 17 slugs I'm a thug
All about drugs, nigga you get plugged
Get out tha way, start the race, a big paper chase
You get the taste of the strikin' you in the face
Get out the way on tha double, I bust ya
I'm the trigga, so niggas in trouble

Black T Girbauds, on the grind my grandma called me Mack
but my
I never thought the group of niggas would be me
took a shot and nearly blind me
Eyes rolled back like a zombie, my started seemin'shorter
I believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in his daughter
I'll be a memory, but I havin' it
Fightin' for my life, the grabbin' it
Just enough to pull the trigga once more
I split his wig and he dropped the twig
I heard a say he wasn't dead yet
They should have never that
My life back, like some gangsta boy
I up, and took the bullets they was hittin' and looked up at the stars
Grab the glock out the holstermy pants rest of and said niggas I'm a solja
You kill me
They said 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 see Mac, back in the city park

[B.G.]
Get out the way or get caught up in serious gun
'cause the shit that I'm bringin' a busta brains hangin'
I ain't half steppin', when I come for the chop
I clock, meal, and rob, Connection is the mob
That I'm to, TRU to life real niggas
Young niggas comin' down wit you could feel niggas
Peel niggas wig off, soft nigga hard
But I see through you muthafucka I pull ya
Representin' I war and die for this rap
the only thing I know besides hustlin', so I do my thang
Done crossed the line wit niggas I with
We run out'cha body, nigga we thugs, shit
So give us respect because we comin'
Totin' Tecs in the that leave a nigga wet
Baby Gangsta attacker watch my back for the
Blacka tryin' to attack and release the ratta-tatta
Leavin' lifeless? No,
I reverse the game in a double, I
To nigga, niggas in trouble