Luyện nghe bài hát Ricochet

(intro)
Yeah,Syndicate's in the
Yeah,Geto in the house
Yeah,Donald D's in the
Yeah,Body in the house
Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the
Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah

(verse one)

You go on and on and you don't
Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a cop
Belt and a club,I'm tracks on the white rug
Punk tried to rif and he met slugs
I ain't the nigger to to
I'm catching bodies and the next one be you
Quick on the trigger,yo,I'm a
Drop off a a and deep six'em in the river
A nice talking
All hunt the black male in a skimask
But I'm too damn
they ever catch me,never
Because I in and out of state
Move at a rate
And never hesitate to take a sucker down
And my H-K it holds 80
So you move be careful and don't play
And watch for the

Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x8)

(verse two)

So shut up motherfuckers as I the ink
I'm in Detroit,niggers fight in mink
When I'm in Chicago,motherfuckers get wild
When I'm up in
Niggers rolling in huge
In Atlanta,niggers you doors
I'm in Philly,it's a sold out tour
In L.A.,I max out real
When I'm in New York,I with the Gods
So don't try to deny me my proper
E.cuts the records and the yellow gets loose
No static,just much
my Rolex when I cruise the projects
A fly that is hard to figure
I punch hos and I smack up
I'm a pimp and a player
Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other slayer
You like it
stay out of my fucking way
Duck for the and watch to the ricochet

Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x3)

yeah (x7)

(verse three)

Yo D.,what's up?,suckers is lip
Grab the H-K and the dum-dum clip and out
I'm putting punk's out
is shut,there's no chance to get out
I got the motherfucking side bi clocks
Raise the and let off the buckshot

(Sounds of gunfire)

That's how I like to do

(Gunfire again)

Got on my T-shirt
Motherfuckers tried to the ice
Because I rhyme
And on T.V. act
Saw,that's what you shouldn't said
Now I'm so mad I'm busting veins in my
You want to get off,come on rock
But have your safety off,and your cocked
Because when I to get that ass
I'll leave whole block filled with hot brass
So punk,don't me pop my trunk
Show you my amps and my Mossberg
Because I pull it most niggers run
Fool niggers stay and get hit by the

Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x8)

(verse four)

Niggers want to about me and the......
We squashed that shit with me and him about a ago
But a new rule starting tonight
on a record,see me bite
Because in a daze,you saw a of mics

(sounds of gunfire)

I'm using gages and
Ease back and give me no feedback
Yo,"Ice out",yo,fuck that
I'm hot,I'm putting in cots
Some get out,some just get shot
Where did I get all the juice I
Gotta posse full of brothers with nothing to
Some just got out,some will
Some beat the cases 'cause their was clever
I love'em all and they know true
So they won't blink while doing a punk like you
Freeze
Get on your knees,hands you back
Bow your heads,if you please
swing my axe,watch the bodies fall
Watch your roll off like volleyball
So all you down with the fly guy
Look me in the face,like you're strong you walk by
And all you punk niggers talking
Step to the side,bow your head like a
I don't play,you'll get hit by the

You'll get hit by the
get hit by the ricochet