Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Chances

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

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

Yeah, shit on these niggaz 'til I sit wit the
I woulda been 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 these niggaz some 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 been home they done indicted ya boy
Due to the circumstances of this we enjoy
Niggaz start they Sammy the Bullin'
'Til my niggaz start these hammers and pull 'em

That's when these niggaz start switchin' turnin' Islamic and
'Cause they seein' my position is straight savage and
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 and we lay down bets
Gang
Who them niggaz gettin' that man
Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who them paintin' the town red?

Banks stop and we lay bets
Gang
Who them niggaz gettin' 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 them that gotta get rich nigga
Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang

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

The shinin' on B.B.'s, niggaz tryin' to be me
You gangsta on the streets dawg, signin' to P.C
These niggaz washed up callin' it
It matter, Porsche to 6, they be all my dick

I slaughter the wit a quarter a brick
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 booth and still like the mess hall

Now is these niggaz liver than me?
No
He hot but is he spittin' 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 these some killas like us
No
They say the real, they realer than us
No, no, no

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