Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Chances

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

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

Yeah, shit on these niggaz I sit wit the Lord
I woulda been home last year but I got hit at the board,
Yeah, you spotted man, now you red man
You fuckin' wit Hell Rell, New City's rider man

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

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

Since been home they done indicted ya boy
Due to the of this life we enjoy
Niggaz snitchin' they Sammy the Bullin'
'Til my niggaz grippin' these hammers and pull 'em

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

Who them niggaz paintin' the red

Banks stop and we lay bets
Byrd
Who them niggaz gettin' that man
Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set,

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

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

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

Is my guns
Yes
Is my good?
Yes
Do we run
Yes, yes, yes

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

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

Who them niggaz the town red?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now is niggaz some killas like us
No
say the real, well they realer than us
No, no, no

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