Luyện nghe bài hát Situation 9

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

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

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

2]
Now, as goes by
He's looking out his window, see people outside
dark clothes and dark shades
And all is pure clouds packing rain
He calls his man Jermaine, and him that
Shit's going and meet him at his home, he packs a 4-pound (4-pound)
He waits around, with the dripping from his brow
Where the law be now, has his head swinging side-to-side
the door, he's see his man up in the ride
He's rolling outside, looking all around
The fire from the roof, it makes him drop and hit the ground
He a mad dash to the car door
Tells his man to move, he slams the pedal on the car {*tires peel out*}
Now bullet-proof windows, be reflecting it
Now he's thinking 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, care of his one year old
He says, thick, there's niggas after me
It ain't no them, until they capping me (naw)
Hold the fort down, I.ll be aight, I.ll 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 they one step ahead, so now an ambush is in the waiting
Understand, you to understand, my man
(You need to and realize, boy!)

[Repeat 2 times]

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

Chorus: [Repeat 3

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

Chorus: [Repeat 1