Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Chances

Rell home
How it feel to where the bricks my nigga
Ya heard, I got the D.A. on my ass now
All my soldiers the G Wall
Inhale, exhale, fuck the

I'm up early on the strip the birds chirpin'
I had to my ohone off too many birds chirpin'
Damn my homies sit in the bing
So for them, I flood my chain and piss in my

Yeah, shit on these niggaz 'til I sit wit the
I woulda home last year but I got hit at the board, nigga
Yeah, you man, now you red dotted man
You fuckin' wit Hell Rell, New York rider man

Now is niggaz some killers like us?
No
They say the real, well realer than us?
No, no, no

Is my set
Yes
Is my bet
Yes
Is my threat
Yes, yes, yes

Since you've been home they done ya boy
Due to the circumstances of life we enjoy
start snitchin' they Sammy the Bullin'
'Til my niggaz start these hammers and pull 'em

That's when these niggaz start switchin' turnin' Islamic and
they seein' my position is straight savage and hoodlums
Shit, who suffered and lost, my new is a Porsche
is One-Eye Willie and I'm from fuckin' New York

Who them paintin' the town red

Banks and we lay down bets
Gang
Who them niggaz that money man
Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set,

Who them niggaz wit ya bitch nigga
Byrd
Who them niggaz at bitch niggaz

Who niggaz that gotta get rich nigga
Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang

Now do niggaz be bangin' like me?
No
say they G is they gangstas like me?
No, no, no

Is my guns
Yes
Is my ones
Yes
Do we run
Yes, yes, yes

My game been tight since chicken lo mein and rice
Tryna get paper, flippin' that caine for a price
goin brazy, hittin that caine through the pipe
Niggaz that bang to the right, I'm just sayin this is

So we and survive
Cause this war we gon ride wit two 4's on our side
Shit, man I'm it all
Cause for this love and this money man, I just ball

Who them niggaz paintin' the town

Banks stop and we lay down
Gang
Who niggaz gettin' that money man
Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set,

Who them niggaz wit ya bitch nigga
Byrd
Who niggaz squeezin' at bitch niggaz

Who niggaz that gotta get rich nigga
Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang

These niggaz want me to slow down and switch my
And bitches pokin' holes in the condom tryna get my seed
Leave me lemme twist my weed
Two things I never a U.F.O. and a bitch I need

The Beamer shinin' on B.B.'s, niggaz to be me
You on the streets dawg, north signin' to P.C
These washed up callin' it quits
It don't matter, Porsche to 6, they be all my

I slaughter the strip wit a a brick
I got Florida chicks to N.Y. for the dick
I been home for a month but I'm still fresh y'all
Up in this and still smellin' like the mess hall

Now is these niggaz more liver me?
No
He kinda hot but is he spittin' fire than me?
No, no, no, no

Is my good?
Yes
Is my good?
Yes
Am I so
Yes, yes, yes, yes

Now is these niggaz killas like us
No
They say the real, well they than us
No, no, no

Is my set
Yes
Is my bet
Yes
Is my good?
Yes, yes, yes