Luyện nghe bài hát Squeeze The Trigger

Rampage on stage,my in a rage
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12
Maniac,I'm a brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor
that
Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a
I can't live on and water or lobster and steak
My a riot gun,there ain't none bigger
About to unload the ammo,"E" squeeze the

They say I'm violent,they should their T.V
They say I'm brutal,they check their P.D
You made me,now your kids me
I rap about the life that the city gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody bleed
Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big
the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G"
Pueblos,grape street,this is I see
The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G
Life in L.A. no cup of ter

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

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Cops hate kids,kids cops,cops kill kid's with warnin' shouts
What is crime and what in not?what is justice?I think I
We buy to keep us strong
Reagan sends guns where they belong
The controversy is thick and the drag is
But no matter the lies we all know wrong
Homeless on the city streets
to die with nothin' to eat
While rich politicians soak their
In the at their ten million 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 in the streets, a goodamn disgrace
Just because of his race,his 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 stand the taste

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

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