Luyện nghe bài hát One Shot Deal

One deal, one shot, one kill
Hit you with the one skill
lift you up like you poppin' on the wheel
Feel I can't die I'm poppin' on the pill
So that it feel, keep Cochran on my heels

Who rock the black and back
Now the MAC back out, just to blackout
Got the ROC on my back, SP on my
Shooters on the block slingin' P last
Outta hot thangs like Camron Range

The cocaine cowboy at
I put ya niggaz in the dirt for one like
Concealed won't jam or won't chirp
Catch you on my second
Fresh jail, ice grill gat to smirk

Bitches on the can't serve 'em
ROC Jay won't work?
Shit like we ain't here, like SP ain't here
How ya'll can't see that clear? Clear?
Yeah, slow all the way young scrapper

ya brakes real fast, before ya crash
Crack ya on the dash
I put ya body in a cast, keep my on blast
Hard heads get the picture until they see the flash

You ain't ballin', you pump till you found in ya trunk naked
pound to ya crown like, "Where the paper?"
B. Sig, cold crook, I trap like notebook
When the hot water disappear like coke cook
Then resurface, its Sig. Berkowitz, bitch I'm

Leave that ass like Dama, Sig. heat that ass like
Stretch ya body out recliner
my middle finger to your honor
Like, "Fuck the world", that's my persona, love
Drop a buildin' like Osama, you

I know you wish you met me like Carl Thomas
Try to me like all silence
Fuckin' a vet be, all problems
I'm not the threats B, I'm all promise

Before "The Truth", position in the
As a young scrap, I was vicious as a
Kept a gat movin' in the Coupe
You was strapped, then on the stoop
Stay strapped, put my on shoot

Mac take ya "Juice" like on the roof
I had ya pissin' in ya like a roof
Bullets hit ya like a blunt rolled loose
I'm that corn nigga, 100 proof

I bring the storm, all you lace ya boots
Better yet, out ya strings, make a noose
yaself, here's a deuce, deuce
Bang yaself Cheddar Bob
I'm in the hood like ST cat
Letter ISPCO, nigga

Yes I
Yes I
Matta
Yeah,
Bring it

it back, me, Doc, America's blunted
Not from there, but I'm Philly Wanted
Drop and roll, when my boil
Talk is greasy, tongue with oil

Streets is mine, check my online
At
Bricks, two on the hip, for the sky
You and ya Burberry is buried alive
On top of the Empire, me to dive
Wee, I go, no parachute

Jackass like Knoxville, hot as
Chest hair is baboon, Redman rip the
I be the raw in ya nose
She be goin' to the bathroom, sniffin'
Like, "Oh shit, my man a joke"

I know, I be strapped a double 4, 4
And a Slim Jim to ya Cadillac door
In the Bricks you them guns
Rat a tat,
Any nigga get X'ed out like

Any bitch that know, Redman goin' the
We ain't to get fucked for instance
When you bust baby, gon the insence
me the rag, hop back in the Jag
I stole out the showroom the pricetag
I this rhyme off 25 blunt drags
Hear sound leave a block hunchback

House, understand prick
We ain't gon till we "Rich bitch"
back, Redman, Beanie Sigel
Killa