Luyện nghe bài hát On a come up

HAHAHA, lets ride homesAnother gangster
hitHi-Power motherfuckersIf you
didn't know, it's motherfuckin CaponeWith
E and his homie Criminal from the 2-1-3So Criminal let
'em know
'em in concussionWatch out for the nine
I'm bustinFuck a discussion, I bust, leavin blood
rushinYou don't wanna be me, I guaranteePick
up the microphoneIn a world of my to the
fullestSouthern Killer Cali I out for the
chrome I'm I'm drunk and
I'm stonedMake it's fully loaded when
I'm leavin' my homeNever know I always be
trippin'And never will I get
slippin'I'm on this
bottleSmashin' on the I catch you
out of like a motherfuckin'
lottoLike Desperado, this latino's got a of
stratchLook at me the way and I'll put you on
your the attack, I don't give a fuck who you
areI always had a hard time pullin' body off the
dockFrom far and near, name is all you
hearThe young Sureo, spittin' deadly in your
Mr. Capone-E]We some Hi-Power riders
on a for a come upVatos trippin' and they
slippin' if they play youngBang-Bang on you
hoes, oh no CaponeStraight creepin' while
your sleepin' its the Mr. CriminalLayin' low
except, for our late night checksWest coast
piercing hallows through your chestPop-Pop we
don't stop till we reach topPuttin' it down,
up shop and we never gonna stop leva[Mr.
Capone-E]Oo wee, it's Capone-E the
bang, all my enemiesSee you can't see me on a
puck sucker statusHi-Power be the and we leave to do
damageHooked up with now songs plain
simpleSureo love that little RegalIn a
Lincoln ContinentalNow ballin' out of
controlLittle Simons' up in a
indoTill the sun rises fuck you
upCause we don't give a the S-G-V to the
2-1-3From the Big to (?) allySouthern
CaliHi-Power in this tankBangin
fools up in this gangsta
rapWho's got your backCause your arm was of
(?)Mr. Capone-E makes you thinkAnd drop you
like a it
up the the Sureos the day that I dieKickin with the
homeboys and I'm always gettin ask me
why, it's just the life that I leadEarn my for
robbing for their greenIndeed, and fuck your
bullet-proof come to correct but this ain't no
testIt's a game called life and
deathBlood, tears, and from a youngster to a
motherfuckin VetAnd what's next, life is took, by
this young had a ski mask on my face so ain't
no tellin' how I shook the scene and got a
cleanRobbed that motherfucker for his and his
it gleam on my wrist, watch it gleam on my
neckConsequences of a that just got
this tiny rapper from the SouthStaight
Sureo I die fuckin' chump, watch your
Midnight
Stalker]HAHAHAHA now you knowWho's
runnin' this biatchMotherfuckin'
call me motherfuckin Midnight StalkerFor
those who don't you fucking knowBig
soldados my torpedoesTaking this shit with
balasAll the globeHi-Power
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