Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the people swarming
Three in the morning I out my cab like "Fuck,
is buck," mega bloodshed, the tapes red
I heard some bird whisper, "Yo he have ducked"
I the lilla, just before I hit the scene for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm looking at the fella
Shit's pushed in, placed him on some cushion
His mom's had a stare I dare second look when I murk
It hurt, kind of it as a brief reminder
That the street's designed to stop life, plot
The beast in yeah, cell to cell suspect ass nigga you fell
time locked in crime stop my mind blocks the frail
Bursting blasting at your forty cal shell, split dry cell
My never snitch why tell
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and
be the death of me

To the suspect witness come outside
You might get your shit back tonight
(Suspect witness don't come
You might get shit pushed back tonight)

To the suspect witness come outside
You might get your shit pushed back
(Suspect witness don't come
You might get your shit back tonight)

Dear God, I want the riches, money hungry infested
Giving the niggas sickness, the witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, the essence
Try to test this, scientist, and reckless
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, look petite
Ten millis, mix designed just for my
I keep a low pro as if I owe, bless the flow
My hang low while I'm dancing, sipping the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my Chinese
two Phillies together make blunts Siamese
I meant it, I represent it, descendant of
Early natives that were captured and to think backwards
us in a cracker psychiatric, it's massive
A Man March, alert the masses
Ten glocks, Armani in print, upon my glasses
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the threatened
Was Written, the plot curves behind the settin'
Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the of nigga
To a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain tome
Niggas get hit and the plastic
The mic I strike in vain giving the pain of what a is
What you with? or drama, no sleep means insomnia
No need to the clock, the streets are timing you

To the suspect don't come outside
You get your shit pushed back tonight
(Suspect witness don't come
You might get your pushed back tonight)

It justifies, Nas Escobar's shit mesmerized
Mega live, like the third
Decipher my deceiver make him a
Spitting Jim stars, words in my mic type
Bond is my life so I by my word
Never fraudulent Queens bridge don't no herbs
my name to deacons, politicians while they speaking
Rebel to America civilization you sleeping