Luyện nghe bài hát Situation 9

Umm, for all wild niggas (umm, yeah)
bullshitters, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Straight runnin. wild (realize) their thang, yeah
For all those Nino niggas (yeah)
John Gotti niggas, know I'm saying (yeah)
Niggas to run shit (trying to run the game)
know (Don't know)
all a game...

1]
Yo, like night life, ball fights, brothers getting sliced
Lay niggas, up on the floor, for people hardcore (yeah)
And others caught in the crossfire, and dying at age
They leave .em by their loved
People wondering, Toronto Sunday saying, we like some savages (savages)
People acting it, triggers and they stabbing kids (stabbing kids)
They pose as bad up in club scenes
Keep the grill screwed, leaving blood stains on blue
Then Po-Po, rushes through the entrance, he the exits
Hops into his act, wheels spinning on some next shit {*tires out*}
Now we got our G-stripes, rights
Little with no direction, look at him right
Cause he got my car to style, robber style
Yeah, he bad now, but remember, comes around, goes around
(shhhh) Who be blind to the
You to understand
You to understand, my man
(Yeah!!)

Peoples get themselves caught up, and then up
Bucked to the head for all the they done brought up
The situation, got them iller than an patient
niggas, who be acting like they free-pacing

2]
Now, as goes by
He's looking out his window, see people outside
With dark and dark shades
And all around is clouds packing rain
He his man Jermaine, and tells him that
Shit's going down and him at his home, he packs a 4-pound (4-pound)
He waits around, with the sweat from his brow
Where the law be now, nervousness has his head swinging
the door, he's see his man up in the ride
He's outside, first looking all around
The sniper fire from the roof, it makes him drop and hit the
He a mad dash to the car door
Tells his man to move, he slams the on the car floor {*tires peel out*}
Now bullet-proof windows, be reflecting it
Now thinking back up to the party, he's regretting it
But deep in it, and there's nothing he can do, but to call his boo
Who be at home, taking of his one year old
He says, situation's thick, there's niggas me
It no stopping them, until they capping me (naw)
the fort down, I.ll be aight, I.ll give you a call in the morn
She says there's two up on my floor, with one kicking my door
He calls his man Nick, to the situation (situation)
he arrives all he sees is an assassination (assassination)
And when they one step ahead, so now an ambush is in the
Understand, you to understand, my man
(You need to and realize, boy!)

Chorus: [Repeat 2

3]
Now there's on the mind, time for him to take back what's stolen
He Jermaine to meet him at the docks
At 5 o.clock, the glocks cocked
I got the blueprints, to run up on niggas (Word up dog!)
So the time comes for them to meet
He sees the car, but finds Jermaine slumped in the seat (what to do)
People cut themselves off of him, cause if they down they be too
His mother's in the rage, face on the page
Now the man's after him, the clan's him, mob's after him
He's still at son, last thought's killing (uhhh)
The thought in his head, now to do is run
his ticket at the International pier son
Not, that there's man
Standing behind .em with, 9-millimeters in hand (He turns to his surprise)
the burning on the inside, cold on the outside
And the did the shooting, got away up with his life-time (Ah-yo)

Chorus: 3 times]

(You fucking with your boy)
Yeah, (uh-uh) niggas (uh-uh, wild niggas)
You with your life boy
(You fucking your life boy)
Uhhh, You fucking with your boy
Uhhh...

[Repeat 1 time]