Luyện nghe bài hát Red Bandana

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

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

on the of murder dog (he wears a)
on the cover of the you see (he wears a red bandana)
the world know (he wears a)
every nigga in the know (he wears a red bandana)
50 told the nypd (he a)
why you snitch on me and tell em (he wears a red bandana)
all the know (he wears a)
even my crip know (he wears a red bandana)

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

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

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

on the of murder 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 the nypd (he wears a)
why you snitch on me and em that (he wears a red bandana)
all the know (he wears a)
even my crip niggas (he wears a red bandana)

yeah fuckers
chuck
o you thought I forgot about alias huh
im going back to my
g-unit is
as a staff, a label, and a mother fuckin group
your clothes cant
your shoes are straight
your suck!
chicken killed you nigga
*echos*
how you it nigga
I yo style
I aint no third verse
imma just talk to you
like you do when you get mad at me cause you cant fuck with me lyrically fucker!!!
you gon do one of those sing song little clucky hooks
you like the rap lohan you fuckin faggot
write 8 about me nigga
I do this all day 50!
jackson
boo boo

black street c. e. o. mother fuckas!
hurricanes in stores 26th
stop snitchin stop lyin the dvd in december 6th
its a all nigga
wait till my come out
im it aint based on my life
with knock off 8 mile shit
you never be eminem mother fucker
you aint inclined enough to be jay-z, nas, b.i.g. or pac
and in the daytoday, tomorrow, next week
you cant with the game nigga!
out