Luyện nghe bài hát Return Fire

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

You know how the fuck we do it,
Y'all remember that old school shit,
Get 'em

Your block is mine back up
We run the whole fucking world stack up (chin chin)
been
Gettin in where we fit in the old days
L.t.d.'s bopping the o'jays
Gun place, place, one time swoop
Strawberries in the - at the 70's coupe
Giving head like a plucked
niggas one bitch, everybody fucking
From my
Crack on the corner, packing, bailing my
Got a
Million reasons so it be's the season, moves the crowd
As the hit with no names
Connects the dots through the ghetto hot
Flies like an
the strap by the motherfuckin regal
Tinted
Tyres spin up out yo' set
Next week right to see who we can get
You want yo' chin (ping)
Fools just a car
We got yo' ass we see you r.i.p. on the wall
The way I'm don't give no hail low
One times I low
pay no compton, no play no
Hit the round when we blastin
Out the door
Before send the ? ? ? ? in (get up)
We niggas fo'
(boom)
We bust back (boom), the fire, get' em

Brrrrrrr stick 'em stick'em...
Half ounce one time 'em

Bails around twelve
Roam my with the glock
Keeps the world stash
From neighbourhood
the rocks
Dope fiends my pay
Late nite hype to fiends so they this way
24 is the
And if you that bomb shit come and spend with me
Killas been me
Two top (geah)
Cars deep from the streets a
aroma
In a coma trauma center, slugs hit body
Mentality's too when we leave the party
to clean ghetto way got yo' spot on quire
Shootin a sheriff, we wired so you not try it
In my life time I a fuckin need
To be paper down red chronic weed
With
A nigga to - cluck his dope
One trying to stop the paper chase fo' sho'
Oh no ain't no of the ghetto bird
As fly in fast the 5-0 swerve
Niggas need to listen: pay
For the money on a
Niggas fo' hire 'turn the fire,

(chorus)

Feds gettin
I'm
My touched me on my shoulder (wake up)
While I'm
They
No worry, the stash and ? ? ? ? ?
No assistance up excepts the cash
Baby keep yo' head low
Tear gas the window, hits the floor
Grabs the - to the face, you know the s-k clan
You to with two mill, the glock in my hand
Tear gas make a nigga
talkin much shit on the loud speaker
To the jeep
I heard she put to keep up
Told my baby duck down I'm about to sweep up
Whole niggas in my damn way
Guarantee to keep
This is day
my pay
Fast (geah)
fo' hire
Bust back we return the (get 'em)

Half ounce one
'em
Eihthype one

'em