Luyện nghe bài hát Suicide Bounce

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

Sittin' up drunk, thoughts
Got but I'm lost
Losin' focus what a nigga hustlin' for
My is straight, the fam is settled
time get the man in trouble
When tourin', my life get borin'
Start to all types of torment
The callin', but I don't answer

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

War stories,
Where be layin' from a dreadful slayin'
Body at the wake
Nigga sit stiff in his Ferrari, no
With his eyelids still open, kinda spooky
Iceman watch on, the Gucci

I'm the standard
But dude just than Bradford
you're too rich, they wanna gun ya
Kidnap ya 'cause of they hunger, but you fuckin' hunters
Camoflauged in black hoods that dump
'Cause real die over dumb shit
in black hoods that dump clips
'Cause real niggaz die over 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 structure, Nas is dangerous
the antithesis, the opposite
Twitchin' shit, all up in body language
Mean muggin' your bitch, 'cause she leans
To look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters
"Nas is and nas is that"
Your go front, your eyes go back
Surprised I'm at the same place be at

obvious you don't know how I react
Like I know where the party's at
You're foamin' at the mouth, losin'
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 'cause I off
Anywhere you're at you cats

If you dare squeeze back, shall rain
A thousand times harder than when I first came, y'all not
Y'all dumb and y'all forgot about the consequences
Not a jail sentence but see the nigga you
Kick it to dude kick it to me
We possess, the recipes for death, jealousy destroys
the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning
I know a kid who'll shit in your food
And say, "That's the way you a man, avoid 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 smile in my face, I know, you want my place
You waitin' on me to choke, want a nigga to breathe
come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me
But before I let it them guns gon' start clappin'
And y'all gon' rest in peace, death is the recipe
Before I let it happen guns gon' start clappin'
And gon' rest in peace, 'cause death is the recipe

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