Luyện nghe bài hát Red Bandana

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

we are the gang
free
mother fuckers! (he a red bandana)

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

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

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

2]
chea
im a gangbanger dont get it fucked up/ you aint bang, you aint never laces chucks up/
so how the fuck you gon criticize me/ I the reason niggas is bangin the nyc/
bullshit threats on the m.i.c./ I dont wake up in cold sweats when I sleep/
I live comfortably/ with a red rag tied around the 45 in case try to come for me/
mad cause I started my own company/ I dont know what the fuck want from me/
except something for free/ before the documentary dropped, you bitch niggas wasnt me/
and to some degree/ I gotta that 4-5th under me/ I dont run from beef/
its cock back, squeeze, or be underneath/ cause im from the streets of (compton)
and my grandmother died before I was multi/ wasnt raised right my parents was both high/
high off cocaine, my introduction to the dope game came in 85 watchin train/
mama told me I was the future, and one day I'll be fly like soul
dont bang/ but back then, Id do anything for a jerri-curl and a gold chain/
niggas got something to say/ like 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/
come to LA when they need to talk/ cause 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 murder dog (he a)
on the cover of the you see (he wears a red bandana)
the whole knows (he wears a)
every nigga in the hood know (he a red bandana)
50 the nypd (he wears a)
why you snitch on me and em that (he wears a red bandana)
all the pirus (he wears a)
even my crip niggas know (he a red bandana)

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

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