Luyện nghe bài hát Suicide Bounce

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's obvious you know how I react
Like I know where the party's at
You're at the mouth, losin' breath
Like a arrest, but I ain't impressed
'Cause the fact is, don't really want it
Two to the head, fo' to the
more security 'cause I come off
Anywhere you're at you scary

If you dare squeeze back, guns rain
A thousand harder than when I first came, y'all not relentless
Y'all and y'all just forgot about the consequences
Not a jail sentence but see the nigga you
Kick it to dude that it to me
We possess, the recipes for death, jealousy destroys
Feed the dog first, watch out for poisoning
I know a kid throw shit in your food
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 smile in my face, secretly I know, you my place
You waitin' on me to choke, want a nigga to breathe
Wanna cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me
But I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin'
And gon' rest in peace, 'cause death is the recipe
Before I let it happen guns gon' start clappin'
And y'all gon' rest in peace, 'cause is the recipe

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