Luyện nghe bài hát Suicide Bounce

Ay fellas, I think you might
S-sneak your ratchet in for this one
Ay ladies, put your petroleum jelly on face
Yo nas, we got a big bet in the streets you knock
They ass out in the first 30 seconds of the round, get 'em

Sittin' up drunk, shufflin'
Got paper but I'm
Losin' focus what a nigga hustlin' for
My seed is straight, the fam is
Idle get the man in trouble
When wifey tourin', my life get
Start to all types of torment
The Devil's callin', but I don't

Mom passed from cancer, behind
Two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9's
Next to me in the phantom, who
Big screen of Adi Amain
Gotta, try to away from creeps
With they bullshit, to put me back in the streets

War stories,
feds be layin' from a dreadful slayin'
Body viewing's at the
Nigga sit stiff in his Ferrari, no
With his still open, it's kinda spooky
Iceman watch on, the suit

I'm above the
But dude mar-salis than Bradford
Thinkin' you're too rich, they gun ya
Kidnap ya of they hunger, but you fuckin' with hunters
Camoflauged in black that dump clips
'Cause real niggaz die over shit
Camoflauged in black hoods dump clips
'Cause real niggaz die dumb shit

Fight, fists, dance,
Suicide, bounce,
Ice, whips, cash,
Watch yo' big ass,
Fight, fists, dance,
Suicide, bounce,
Ice, whips, cash,
yo' big ass, momma

To your power structure, Nas is
the antithesis, the opposite
Twitchin' shit, all up in body language
Mean muggin' your bitch, 'cause she leans
To look closer told you sloppy gangsters sayin'
"Nas is and nas is that"
Your eyes go front, your go back
Surprised I'm at the place y'all be at

It's you don't know how I react
I don't know where the party's at
You're foamin' at the mouth, breath
a cardiac arrest, but I ain't impressed
'Cause the fact is, y'all don't really it
Two to the head, fo' to the
Call more security I come off
Anywhere you're at you cats

If you dare back, guns shall rain
A thousand times harder than when I first came, not relentless
Y'all and y'all just forgot about the consequences
Not a jail sentence but see the nigga you
Kick it to that kick it to me
We possess, the recipes for death, 'cause jealousy
Feed the dog first, out for salmonella poisoning
I know a kid who'll throw shit in your
And say, "That's the way you kill a man, the shooting"

Fight, fists, dance,
Suicide, bounce,
Ice, whips, cash,
yo' big ass, momma
Fight, fists, dance,
Suicide, bounce,
Ice, whips, cash,
yo' big ass, momma

You in my face, secretly I know, you want my place
You waitin' on me to choke, don't want a nigga to
Wanna come cut my throat, you get rid of me
But I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin'
And y'all gon' rest in peace, 'cause is the recipe
Before I let it happen them guns gon' clappin'
And y'all gon' rest in peace, death is the recipe

Suicide, bounce,
Suicide, bounce,
Suicide, bounce,
Suicide, bounce,