Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoia

it Paranoia. Yea
Every day is war. Every day, is gon' hate
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Da 5'9"]
I'm a target
I'm so far from soft, I'm probably to the hardest
nigga you ever saw, been never thug, never had a
And the shit he never starts, sickest artist there was
Nigga dead in his house, don't know who did it
Yea, you bet it was me, niggaz die at the
I'm wavin a out of the window and blazin
Is house shakin
inside nigga, it's funeral time nigga
They die from straight hits, wasted
Cry your face, I ain't your suit and tie
Now look you made us
Look at the witnesses, all of them look
And alls they was the back of a green car with the plate flipped
Look at the news, I did it puttin a hit out own
You homies in chrome, watch that

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I got my back, it's my gat
And my mouth that *Started the
around me, got a gun on my lap
while I'm drivin, the back routs *Home*
If your headlights is in my
For than three lights, and I don't know you
I'ma pull over, And I might you
You should go around me, and look at me
'Till after you me, 'cause I might blast you nigga *I'm at war*
I'm Paranoid, always on
holding nigga, always sober. Call it paranoia

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In your bushes, on the side of your
to smoke you when come in from hangin out
Friday night, perfect, I it just right
I know you at the club 'cause your car is in sight
I'm like the DC sniper, Mr.
Strategically precise I squeeze the cali-co
You like a asshole, full of shit
Niggaz sure to get hit, when my spit
Black shirt, jeans, black boots, black whip
Black mask, paif of black leather gloves for my
I don't need no print, a killer with a
sure I dont get, gunpowder on my hands
All drama I'ma end it, murder game
Leavin all for the fucker in forensics
I got, two dependants, I gotta make it
Clean get-away, two through your dome
Is nigga.

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Da 5'9" - spoken word]
And just how the story goes y'all
Any nigga where I'm from knows
Funny, my homie 'cause niggaz gon' bring you a bowl of soup when you sick
But if you die, then gonna you later
Think you a fuckin or some shit
God bless these streets, God bless these right now
I'ma be doing my thing so maybe, you know, I could show you how
Don't come lookin for trouble, 'cause you just find it
Don't stand too to me, I'm always on point, never blinded