Luyện nghe bài hát Shotgun Fire

Dip-Set, uh
Jones, Status
Dip-Set
You know the is what it is nigga
Watch ya step and watch ya

Shit, make 'em believe in prophecy
You can see I'm tryin' to my democracy
To get and rip sleeve off of my city
And slow down, try to breeze through the projects B
And how I in velocity
We up movin' keys of that knotty B
My man caught 10, couldn't the keys to the lobby B
The boys him, 2 keys of mahogany
In my life you see me, not possibly
How we up in Harlem, 20 Coupes
we mobbin' 40 troops if it's problems
'Cause 1 nigga you know is a shotgun

Ready to dump triggers, shotgun fire
I ain't gone front nigga I shot guys up
kill 'em though, fuck 'em though
And they came back to my block riders
But I'm like, "Crouching Tiger", spin, roll, and fire
A fast retally, now it's cash we
Miami, Atlanta, fuck it we to Cali
Back on L.A. Ave, you the Lennox strip
Where they sip
Beef we let the rip

Mind on my money, my on mind
Mind on my money, my money on
on my money, my money on mind
You fuck wit' Dip-Set, I will on this .9

Mind on my money, my money on
Mind on my money, my money on
on my money, my money on mind
You fuck my paper, I'll press on this .9

And yeah we world renowned and I might twirl town
And in a Dip-Set mansion is ya girl be found
How can a pearl be drowned, how can a diamond not
Man I'm on my G mack, I up dimes all the time
love my pimp juice, I let my crimps loose
They get a glimpse, oo, some and cinch douche'
her feed her feed her shrimp soup
Mind fuck her, brain her
Mouth screw her 'til it hurt, uh,

She scream, "Do me it hurt", I'll have her movin' work
I two of them chirps up in her Dooney and Bourke
So it hurts, I mean I'm truly bezerk
When I scoop up my cash man, I up and murk
Yeah, a and a bag bitch, two bricks and a bad bitch
Shit, them mackin', I'm as sick as maggot
But I don't fuck wit no if she ain't worth
No or no cabbage

Mind on my money, my on mind
on my money, my money on mind
Mind on my money, my money on
You fuck wit' Dip-Set, I will on this .9

on my money, my money on mind
Mind on my money, my on mind
Mind on my money, my money on
You fuck wit' my paper, press on this .9

I'm so
And do to servin'
My and fortune still revolve wit' static
Still involve wit' types that move drugs
365 all set every nite
I ain't the type
On the benches I crashed them nites
hemp, movin' slabs of white
Spend days up in
How I shaved to snort
Give that to the press or Dave Mays in the

Yes, since success it has
Since we, stepped up in this
And stepped up wit' our
No more cuttin' cain
Hoes X'd up in brain
sex up in the Range
So princess cuts in my chains

Mind on my money, my money on
Mind on my money, my on mind
Mind on my money, my money on
You fuck wit' Dip-Set, I press on this .9

Mind on my money, my money on
Mind on my money, my money on
Mind on my money, my money on
You fuck wit' my paper, I'll press on .9