Luyện nghe bài hát Shootouts

Yo, what's in me
Besides the Henny, eyes that's seen plenty
Fiends get as if Queens was a Craig Jenny
Instead of diet plans it's 200 grams
I pump a G-pack, for where the D's at
It's slow, looking for Rambo, the cop who got
in the days, chasing niggas through my project maze
That cop he got a wish
He run niggas until you breathless
he making ten arrests, shit
My check this, I know the bitch he rest with
I even blessed it, inspect it
(Already checked it Dunn, his ankle you could see his gun)
Peep, he parked his in the back of the slum
To check Tanisha, fat ass fly, with the blonde Caesar
summer gear, she push the two-seater
I heard she about the way he eat her
A Irish man short slim with a tan, they say he her cheeba
She do be looking weaker, now her are foul
loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloud
Fat ass dissolving, like cotton in a mouth that's starving
Rock the same daily, like a soldier in my squadron
I heard she let Jake investigate from her
Cause she's a nympho, 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) as he open it your glock burst
They had the on, son hit the lock first
We busted in the cop
Jungle popped one in his
I the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she Earth
We saw the cameras, recorders, and the monitors
They eying us (Nas yo he one from the fo'-five)
his shades down, they seen his last 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 is saved now
She's in a snitch grave now

is similar to Wild West
Broad daylight, face to face a vest
You the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles
Please God to the life that the Devil sold
See "It Was Written" but was told
Peep the jewels black man, it's even better gold
Niggas roll with iron, roll in hot pursuit
to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and shoot

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

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