Luyện nghe bài hát Shotgun Fire

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

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

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

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

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

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

She scream, "Do me it hurt", I'll have her movin' that
I mean two of chirps up in her Dooney and Bourke
So ruthless it hurts, I mean I'm truly
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 bitches mackin', I'm as as maggot
But I don't wit no bitch 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 on mind
You wit' Dip-Set, I will press on this .9

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

I'm so
And do to servin'
My fame and fortune still revolve static
Still involve wit' savage that move drugs
365 all around set every
I the passive type
On the where I crashed them nites
Blowin' hemp, movin' of white
Spend up in court
How I shaved to snort
Give that to the press or Dave Mays in the

Yes, success it has changed
Since we, stepped up in game
And up wit' our game
No more chef cain
Hoes X'd up in they
Lemme sex up in the
So much cuts in my chains

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

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