Luyện nghe bài hát Redrum

Must be the chronic got these nigga thinkin they bionic
better get the hell of that gin and tonic
Bring the blues, I and batter crews
Can't lose, snooze on the 30 shot
Who's on my my hip I leave my residence
Get me fed I spit lead and leave u like presidents
is silly, bust the sequel
I'm runnin from the and still gotta watch for my own people
Stress me down the path of redrum
Smart enough get some mad take some
Want some, some, fuck around and bleed some
Don't get dumb, beat that ass like a drum
Hostility is on a daily basis
Sick of all the save the mean faces, I ain't scared
Of you
My glock erases leavin expressions of pain
Can't think with a in your f'n brain
I hop skip and bail
I ain't goin again
I'm in the alley hidin in a pail
Peep the style of the runaway
Livin wild, poppin stick noon now
Ooh child, things ain't gettin no
My hair is gettin peazier, I'm lovin it worry
Be nappy on the regular, long and prosper
Get yours, love mom, safe sex, etc...
The streets are filled with and madd sin
The last thing we need is ives
Suicide on the rise, everybody they uzi weighs a tonne
gettin hectic, too much redrum

(x3)

Everybody wan heaven, them not wan

99 bottles of beer on the wall all u need is 2
To drink all
And illin, think about killin a villain on your way to hell, where sa-tan dwell
Can't who's good or bad
got love, or who's jealous
Who's sceamin, who's the
the demon, who's the nigga fiendin
Mass confusion over illusions, cruisin
With the shotty, la de da de, came to party
Ready to lick like lollipops
On blocks it's hot, anybody can get shot cops
When it it pours, bullets have no names
It a strain on my brain, as I try to maintain
It's drivin me crazy but I can from here
I feel to insane, I gots no fear
My mental is scrambled eggs
It fucks me up, everytime I see a black man he begs
Washin windows, tap dancin, prancin,
Most of the time give his ass nuttin!
A quarter here, a quarter there, now u know why we
homeless, to me is unheard of
I'll do whatever I do
And if I get locked I got 3 hots and cot true
But jail cells are with niggas, every day
Mayday, gotta be a better way
To make it is easy, to it is the hard shit
U need some lessons to move on up like the
Some aim to get respect, where rolex'
Drive a phat lex around the
and plexin until they catch a dum-dum slug
Shit is on the streets, too much redrum

(x6)

wan heaven... heaven....