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 while the birds chirpin'
I had to turn my ohone off too many birds
Damn my gotta sit in the bing
So for them, I flood my and piss in my ring

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

Now is these 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 good?
Yes, yes, yes

Since you've been they done indicted ya boy
Due to the circumstances of this life we
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
'Cause seein' my position is straight savage and hoodlums
Shit, who and lost, my new truck is a Porsche
is One-Eye Willie and I'm from fuckin' New York

Who them niggaz paintin' the red

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

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

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

Now do niggaz be bangin' like me?
No
They say they G is gangstas 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 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 is life

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

Who them niggaz the town red?

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

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

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

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

The shinin' 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, to 6, they be all my dick

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

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

Is my dope
Yes
Is my coke
Yes
Am I so
Yes, yes, yes, yes

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

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