Luyện nghe bài hát Squeeze The Trigger

Rampage on stage,my in a rage
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the of a razor
that
Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a
I can't live on bread and or lobster and steak
My a riot gun,there ain't none bigger
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They say I'm violent,they watch their T.V
say I'm brutal,they should check their P.D
You made me,now your kids me
I rap about the that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody bleed
Miami is small time,L.A's the big league
From the rollin' 60's to the "G"
Pueblos,grape street,this is I see
The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G
in L.A. ain't no cup of ter

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been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my to the streets,took my hard knocks
Disrespected by snobs,damn trampled by mobs
Persecuted by squares workin' nine to jobs
Like a panther I prowl ,like a I growl
Learn to see behind my like the head of an owl
I'm the voice of the youth,the of truth
I speak is really though some
May say tactics are takin' by me to awaken
People to life but I no fakin'
No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no
Say exactly whats up,understand what I'm
Ban me,try it,you might a riot
What the won't play,the underground will supply it
I'm a MC pirate that's not quiet
Radical as they make'em,make a rule defy it
may say I'm wise,some may call my words lies
I've lived more in one day than they will in lives
But do respect the words I inject
Kick credit for realism and the truth I
Because I could bust for fun,or cut MC's like a knife
But the topic I love is the of life
So don't diss me don't dare,I you should care
You may think I'm soft but you're unaware
Of the wrath of the Ice prepare
For a nighmare

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Cops hate kids,kids hate cops,cops kill kid's warnin' shouts
What is crime and what in is justice?I think I forgot
We buy weapons to keep us
Reagan sends where they don't belong
The is thick and the drag is strong
But no matter the lies we all who's wrong
sleep on the city streets
Waitin' to die nothin' to eat
rich politicians soak their feet
In the pools at their ten buck retreats
People hate for color of face
No one had a in the race we were placed
A brother in queens was and chased
Murdered cold in the streets, a goodamn
Just of his race,his life went to waste
And no one went to jail when the court the case
Justice or corruption?it's all
How can you swallow this?I can't the taste

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I get paid for illin',cold a killin'
My keep fillin',I got dollars to the ceilin'
Got a safe in my floor,car got proof doors
time I rock the mic I leave you wishin' for more
Because my raps bull,got cold stupid pull
You wanna eat my like candy,till your mind's over full
But MC's today ain't got nothin' to say
"A" to the mother "K"

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