Luyện nghe bài hát Red Bandana

not!
blackwall
the
boy
charli baltimore (he a red bandana)

we are the black
shye
mother fuckers! (he a red bandana)

on the front of dog (he wears a)
on the of the source you see (he wears a red bandana)
the whole know (he wears a)
every in the hood know (he wears a red bandana)
50 told the (he wears a)
why you on me and tell em that (he wears a red bandana)
all the pirus know (he a)
even my crip niggas know (he a red bandana)

1]
chea
dear god let me my soul/ throw away all the rims and the gold/
o no I cant do that/ do I love god? True dat/ but I got a gun so back/
im loco like 5 eses in the of chevelle ridin on low pros/
im a renegade ride the 44/ been a gangbanger all my life, fuck the popo/
I aint never been a kid/ know they could kill me if they shot pac and big/
but I let my bandana hang/ in the of angles we gangbang/
I move that chronic and way before I met 50, banks, buck and yayo/
ask eminem, dr. dre know/ I put one in last ten in the range rov/
used to push that rock like jay hov/ you better lay low when the ak
or get wings and a run to the hood and tell em im the nigga they gotta pray for/
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I said run to the hood and tell em im the nigga gotta pray for, lay low and stay low

on the front of dog (he wears a)
on the of the source you see (he wears a red bandana)
the world knows (he wears a)
every in the hood know (he wears a red bandana)
50 told the nypd (he a)
why you snitch on me and tell em that (he a red bandana)
all the pirus know (he a)
even my crip niggas (he wears a red bandana)

2]
chea
im a gangbanger dont get it fucked up/ you aint never bang, you never laces chucks up/
so how the fuck you gon criticize me/ I the reason niggas is bangin the nyc/
makin bullshit threats on the m.i.c./ I dont wake up in cold sweats when I
I live with a red rag tied around the 45 in case nigga try to come for me/
mad cause I started my own company/ I know what the fuck niggas want from me/
except something for free/ the documentary dropped, you bitch niggas wasnt bumpin me/
and to some degree/ I gotta keep that 4-5th me/ I dont run from beef/
its either back, squeeze, or be underneath/ cause im from the streets of (compton)
and my grandmother died before I was multi/ wasnt raised right cause my parents was high/
high off cocaine, my introduction to the dope came in 85 watchin soul train/
mama told me I was the future, and one day I'll be fly like soul
just dont bang/ but back then, Id do anything for a jerri-curl and a chain/
niggas always got something to say/ they aint never bumped n.w.a./
punk talk shit, but when they need hits they swallow their fucking pride and come runnin to dre/
niggas come to LA when they need to talk/ kanye told everybody jesus walks/
bush killed more niggas in the towers then ever did, thats why they need new york/

on the front of dog (he wears a)
on the cover of the source you see (he a red bandana)
the whole world knows (he a)
every nigga in the hood (he wears a red bandana)
50 the nypd (he wears a)
why you snitch on me and tell em that (he a red bandana)
all the pirus know (he a)
even my crip niggas (he wears a red bandana)

yeah fuckers
taylor
o you I forgot about that alias huh
im going to my roots
is dead
as a staff, a label, and a mother fuckin group
your clothes cant
your shoes are straight
your suck!
chicken little killed you
hahahaha
how you it nigga
I yo style
I doin no third verse
imma just to you nigga
like you do when you get mad at me cause you cant with me lyrically mother fucker!!!
you gon do one of those sing song clucky poppy hooks
you like the rap linsey lohan you faggot
write 8 about me nigga
I do this all day 50!
curtis
boo boo

black street c. e. o. mother fuckas!
in stores december 26th
stop snitchin stop lyin the dvd in stores 6th
its a tell all
wait till my movie out
im it aint based on my life
with knock off 8 mile shit
you could be eminem mother fucker
you lyrically inclined enough to be jay-z, nas, b.i.g. or pac
and in the modern daytoday, tomorrow, next
you cant fuck the game nigga!
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