Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Chances

Rell fresh
How it feel to back where the bricks my
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 my chain and piss 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 man, now you red dotted man
You fuckin' wit Hell Rell, New City's 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

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

That's these niggaz start switchin' turnin' Islamic and Muslim
'Cause they seein' my is straight savage and hoodlums
Shit, who suffered and lost, my new truck is a
is One-Eye 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 niggaz leave wit ya bitch nigga
Gang
Who them niggaz squeezin at niggaz

Who them niggaz gotta 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 gangstas me?
No, no, no

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

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

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

Who them niggaz the town red?

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

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

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

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

The Beamer on B.B.'s, niggaz tryin' to be me
You gangsta on the streets dawg, signin' to P.C
These washed 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 chicks to N.Y. for the dick
I only been home for a month but I'm still fresh
Up in this booth and still smellin' like the mess

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

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

Now is these niggaz some 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