Luyện nghe bài hát Redrum

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

(x3)

Everybody wan heaven, them not wan

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

(x6)

wan heaven... heaven....