Luyện nghe bài hát Redrum

Must be the that got these nigga thinkin they bionic
They better get the of that gin and tonic
the blues, I shatter and batter 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 and leave u dead like presidents
Shit is silly, bust the
I'm runnin from the cops and still gotta watch for my own
Stress leads me down the path of
Smart enough get mad enough take some
Want some, need some, fuck around and some
Don't get dumb, beat that ass like a drum
Hostility is buildin on a basis
Sick of all the nonsense save the faces, I ain't scared
Of you
My glock erases wrinkles leavin expressions of
Can't think a bullet in your f'n brain
I hop skip and jump
I ain't goin again
I'm in the hidin in a garbage pail
the style of the runaway child
Livin wild, stick like noon now
Ooh child, things ain't gettin no
My is gettin peazier, I'm lovin it don't worry
Be nappy on the regular, live and prosper
Get yours, love your mom, sex, etc...
The streets are filled with and madd sin
The thing we need is saint ives
Suicide on the rise, think they uzi weighs a tonne
gettin hectic, too much redrum

(x3)

Everybody wan heaven, not wan dead

99 bottles of beer on the all u need is 2 niggas
To drink all
And start illin, think about killin a on your way to hell, where sa-tan dwell
tell who's good or bad
Who's got love, or jealous
sceamin, who's the angel
Who's the demon, who's the nigga
Mass confusion over illusions, cruisin
With the shotty, la de da de, they came to
Ready to shots like lollipops
On blocks it's hot, can get shot even cops
When it rains it pours, bullets have no
It puts a strain on my brain, as I try to
It's drivin me crazy but I can from here
I feel close to insane, I no fear
My is scrambled like eggs
It fucks me up, I see a black man when he begs
windows, tap dancin, prancin, struttin
Most of the time people his ass nuttin!
A quarter here, a quarter there, now u why we murda
homeless, to me is unheard of
I'll do whatever I do
And if I get locked then I got 3 and cot true
But jail cells are full with niggas, day
Mayday, they're gotta be a way
To make it is easy, to keep it is the shit
U need some to move on up like the jefferson's
Some aim teks to get respect, rolex'
Drive a phat lex the projects
Flexin and until they catch a dum-dum slug
Shit is on the streets, too much redrum

(x6)

wan heaven... heaven....