Luyện nghe bài hát Shotgun Fire

Dip-Set, uh
Jones, Capo
Dip-Set
You know the streets is it is nigga
Watch ya and watch ya moves

Shit, make 'em believe in this
You can see I'm tryin' to lead my
To get money and rip sleeve off of my
And slow down, try to breeze through the projects B
And how I in velocity
We came up keys of that knotty B
My man 10, couldn't find the keys to the lobby B
The rushed him, 2 keys of mahogany
In my you can't see me, not possibly
How we up in Harlem, 20 Coupes
When we mobbin' 40 troops if problems
'Cause 1 you know is a shotgun driver

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

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

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

And yeah we world and I might twirl through 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
They love my pimp juice, I let my crimps
get a glimpse, oo, some went and cinch douche'
Scoop her feed her feed her shrimp
Mind her, brain fuck her
Mouth screw her it hurt, uh, shit

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

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

I'm so
And do to servin'
My fame and fortune still revolve static
Still involve wit' savage types that drugs
365 all around set nite
I ain't the passive
On the benches where I them nites
Blowin' hemp, slabs of white
Spend days up in
How I weight to snort
Give to the press or Dave Mays in the source

Yes, since it has changed
Since we, stepped up in game
And stepped up our game
No more chef cuttin'
X'd up in they brain
Lemme sex up in the
So much princess cuts in my

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

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