Luyện nghe bài hát Shootouts

Yo, what's in me
Besides the Henny, it's eyes that's plenty
Fiends get as if Queens was a Craig Jenny
Instead of diet plans crack 200 grams
I a G-pack, peeping for where the D's at
It's slow, for Rambo, the cop who got grazed
Back in the days, chasing niggas through my project
That cop he got a wish
He run behind niggas until you
Everyday he ten arrests, shit
My nigga check this, I know the bitch he with
I blessed it, forty-dash-ten inspect it
(Already checked it Dunn, near his ankle you see his gun)
Peep, he parked his Jeep in the of the slum
To check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, with the blonde
Vetacini summer gear, she push the
I heard she about the way he eat her
A Irish man short slim with a tan, they say he laced her
She do be weaker, now her teeth are foul
Speaking loud, peep her style, in and out of every cloud
Fat ass dissolving, cotton candy in a mouth that's starving
Rock the same gear daily, a soldier in my squadron
I heard she let Jake from her window
she's a nympho, sucking dick and coughing up info
So now set up, her and the beast to get wet up
I know he vest up, we blazing the neck up
(Yo let me knock first) Soon as he open it your burst
They had the on, son hit the lock first
We in the cop jerked
popped one in his shirt
I grabbed the by her tits, she tried to say she Earth
We saw the cameras, recorders, and the monitors
They eying us (Nas yo he survived one the fo'-five)
Pull his shades down, they seen his days now
There's no way now, we can be treated just like a now
Two in the dome, he's laid down, hey yo the bitch is now
She's living in a snitch now

Shootouts is similar to Wild
Broad daylight, to face without a vest
You the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles
Please God to save the life that the sold
See "It Was Written" but was never
Peep the jewels black man, it's even than gold
Niggas roll with iron, police in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, Jake, cock and shoot

Still on the with my peeps so deep
We threw a block party for my man up creek
To do his two to four, niggas love, from all around the board
Peace Lord, Sony on record
Pop a bottle, cause when you come home we got it sewn
We can watch the play back and just zone
Film all the bitches, on the with ill extensions
We block the streets off, only cars can enter
was loud and it was crowded
Barbecued wings we fed the fiends (gamble in the back) shouted
And Frank to stop the bank loss, about what a Roley cost
his drink, and staggered off
He's a Big Will, used to krill, now he own the hill
Couldn't take his cash, and I could feel
in the air yeah, Frank returned with Pierre
A gun slinger, who niggas hadn't seen in a
I usually be holding, 'specially this of weekend
And everyone except for me had started
They had gats in each others faces, with
And grandmothers around, Frank's only concern was his
My man Killa let off, of them fake niggaz jet off
Police blitz quick, waiting for to set off
Running the static, it got me mad cause they a bunch of
Starting in my hood, I can't have it
Yo High, get the 40-cali stainless, Jake is out
Let's make it real and still them niggas famous
Dip behind trees in and squeeze, dodge and weave
Jake retaliating, and Wiz was up the alley waiting
We breeze, jump in the ride, heard Pierre
Internal bleeding inside, and ain't been since ninety-five

Shootouts is to Wild West
Broad daylight, face to face without a
You know the episodes, camouflage the spectacles
Please God to save the life that the Devil
See "It Was Written" but was told
Peep the black man, it's even better than gold
Niggas roll with iron, police in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, Jake, cock and shoot