Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Tuned

Uhh, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh
It's a Queens
(Uhh, uhh)
Too fly, up

Khadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug
No doubt, me out, yeah, yeah
Aiyyo son, let me, let me put you on to happened
How it down check it
(Tell me, son, up)

Yo, in the headrest, Sega entertainment
Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my
D.A. got a witness, can't explain it
Face the judge, on some money shit

Caesar, hundred grand on the Visa
Took the stand, suddenly, amnesia
him in the warehouse, tied in the freezer
That's the life of a when he hold heaters

Willies, up North, turn to beaters
flicks to any bitch that'll feed us
360 ways with the shell top
The Black Jesus, Lebanon, calm
and stay green, sippin' on Don
Arabic link, on the arm

Nigga fresh off release Hercules
Nigga fuck the deez, we trees
Capone bag the keys, let's move like a
It's hot out here, relocate to
Feds play the in the hood, try to hit me
Snakes on the block sip Mo' wit me

The life of a thug made right
I die leave a bottle of Don, by the grave site
The tombstone let the record I was sinnin'
Lay me in the earth with the linen

All my convicts, on the edge of life
Criminal type thugs, who love to pull a
We move shiest, livin' in these days of
four carat ice, in Thug Paradise

Paradise, yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yo
In Paradise

One for the money, two for the villainous
From Willies holdin' millions, foreala no feelin'
Shit, my resident, Q-B
Hit him on the hill, wonder where the medal went

in the Acura, then blast a trey
Pour this A for who passed away
My click shinin' like a diamond
While on Riker's Island, fake niggaz eat a rhymin'

Mighty chrome, we got a
on, we try to touch like a flip phone
I sip on Porter you get extorted
To single, illegal life you, I hope the world bought it

Yeah, no

All my convicts, livin' on the edge of
Criminal type thugs, who love to a heist
We move shiest, livin' in these days of
Rockin' four ice, in Thug Paradise

Yo niggaz broad daylight, up, early in mornin'
Gettin' even breaths, my team'll grab
Bust the fonta leaf, then roll up, Sweets
They was on yesterday night, Dunn got bucked
In his windpipe, go to war until you pre-write
Pick tight, can to guns in a gunfight

Yo, of diamonds, the new millennium was promised
Black comments, we tryin' to squash big
But niggaz get hard headed, filled wit
Fuck and get deaded, now for wetted
God set it

Yeah, me you face these niggaz
of rap swarmin'
Acousiastic, attract the Glock plastic
quickly, switch rides to Poughkeepsie
Black tipsy, but tell me,
Move quickly, heads, be tryin' to stick me

You mad morbid but it's a planet out of
absorb it, but tell me, you all for it
Can't call it, my defense'll you forfeit
Son, you quit fuckin' wit' dick
The General hoe, create my own chrome y'all vote
Blast it too and plus it take two, now

All my convicts, livin' on the edge of
type thugs, who love to pull a heist
We move shiest, livin' in these of strife
Rockin' four carat ice, in Thug