Luyện nghe bài hát Return Fire

Brrrr 'em hahaha stick 'em...
Half ounce one time 'em

You how the fuck we do it, c'mon
remember that old school shit, geah
Get 'em

Your block is mine back up
We run the whole fucking world chips up (chin chin)
been
Gettin in where we fit in since the old
L.t.d.'s bopping the o'jays
Gun place, crime place, one time
Strawberries in the back - at the 70's
Giving head like a chicken
niggas one bitch, everybody fucking
From my
Crack on the corner, packing, bailing my
Got a
Million reasons so it be's the killin season, moves the
As the bullets hit with no
the dots echos through the ghetto hot
Flies like an
Becomes the strap by the motherfuckin
Tinted
Tyres fast up out yo' set
Next week right to see who we can get
You want yo' checked (ping)
Fools just a car
We got yo' ass we see you r.i.p. on the wall
The way I'm livin don't no hail low
One I stay low
Want pay no compton, no no
Hit the when we start blastin
Out the back
they send the ? ? ? ? in (get up)
We niggas fo'
(boom)
We bust back (boom), the fire, get' em

stick 'em hahaha stick'em...
Half ounce one stick 'em

Bails around o'clock
my block with the glock
Keeps the nicely stash
From neighbourhood
the rocks
Dope fiends my pay
nite hype to fiends so they walk this way
24 is the
And if you want bomb shit come and spend with me
Killas been me
Two top (geah)
deep from the streets a diploma
Endo
In a trauma center, slugs hit your body
Mentality's too when we leave the party
Makes to clean way got yo' spot on quire
a sheriff, we wired so you best not try it
In my life time I a fuckin need
To be down red bones chronic weed
With
A nigga commits to - his dope
One time's trying to stop the paper chase fo'
Oh no no escaping of the ghetto bird
As they fly in the 5-0 swerve
Niggas need to listen: pay
For the money on a
Niggas fo' 'turn the fire, geah

(chorus)

Feds gettin
I'm
My touched me on my shoulder (wake up)
I'm sleeping
They
No worry, grabs the and ? ? ? ? ?
No assistance pick up the cash
Baby keep yo' down low
Tear gas through the window, the floor
Grabs the - to the face, you know the s-k clan
You grabs to with two mill, the in my hand
gas make a nigga weaker
Feds talkin shit on the loud speaker
To the lexus
I this: she put to keep up
Told my baby duck down I'm about to sweep up
Whole niggas in my damn way
to keep spittin
This is day
my pay
Fast (geah)
fo' hire
Bust we return the fire (get 'em)

Half ounce one
'em
Eihthype one

'em