Luyện nghe bài hát Squeeze 1st

William H.,
Holla, yeah, yo

That's why I squeeze first, ask last
That's how most of these so called pass
I squeeze first, ask last
'Cuz when I pull up, always pop, that's why I'm today

Yo, when I meet ya, I heat ya
When I greet ya, meet ya with
Not the handshake but the kind that make ya a wake
The that put land over your face

I pop ya, let stitch ya
I N F R A will not ya
I move light like my too tight
Leave niggas confused from the day to the

At night, see the light, when the sparkin'
Daytime it gets when that pistol barkin'
I keep cash 'case arrest me
'Case kidnap me, kids could get back me
You repent 'fore you spend a red cent
If not, you up close to sin

shalt not fuck with raw me or he
Face a deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy
Carter, rap like I'm part of a cult
Like Cuban cigar 'cept I'm hard to smoke
And y'all choke,

why I squeeze first, ask questions last
That's how most of these so called gangstas
Squeeze first, ask last
'Cuz when I pull up, always pop, why I'm livin' today

I said thou not fuck with raw me or he
Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn
Carter, rap harder like I'm part of a
Like Cuban cigar maker 'cept I'm to smoke

Thou shalt not fuck raw me or he
a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy
Carter, rap like I'm part of a cult
Like Cuban cigar maker 'cept I'm to smoke
And choke, niggas

That's why I squeeze first, ask questions
That's how of these so called gangstas pass
Squeeze first, ask last
'Cuz when I pull up, pop, that's why I'm livin' today
(Y'all understand)

I said thou shalt not with raw me or he
a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy
Carter, rap harder I'm part of a cult
Like Cuban cigar 'cept I'm hard to smoke
Y'all choke,

I squeeze first, ask questions
when I pull up, always pop, that's why I'm livin' today

See, I'm low in digits, I push blow in a blizzard
I'm a player for real, I and pivot
Coke distribute, be where the visit
Where the live, shit my scene is vivid

kids, y'all get the fuck outta this verse
It's about to get so in a minute
I seen and it, I did some things, I admit it
Wasn't of it but I was a child, fuck it

a pow tucked in a brown belt
Couldn't sit down, big gun kept my pelvis
Shit, it was either that or be livin' wit
Niggas is jealous, is hot, you heard X

Wanted to tell God that I deserve this
Was afraid he'd tell me I deserve less
My was nervous, you haven't heard stress
Til you heard the of my mama, me givin' her drama
Told her I ain't tomorrow, gotta live for the day
And she could say Jay

I was out the door, pouch of raw, a outlaw mentality
Men do men things for men salary
Bad Boy, not or Mike Lowery
Damn, B.I.G. woulda proud of me
Ahh, man

Hova ya heard?
Who fuck wit him?