Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake hit the corner people swarming
in the morning I jumped out my cab like "Fuck,
Niggas is buck," bloodshed, the tapes red
I some bird whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I puffed the lilla, just I hit the scene for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm looking down at the
Shit's pushed in, ambulance placed him on some
His mom's had a stare I wouldn't dare second look when I
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
First time locked in crime stop my mind blocks the
Bursting blasting at your forty cal shell, split dry cell
My never snitch why tell
We roll no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and equities
be the death of me

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

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

Dear God, I want the riches, money bitches infested
Giving the niggas sickness, the witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the
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 pants hang low while I'm dancing, sipping the
Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my eyes
Rollin two Phillies together make blunts
I meant it, I represent it, made of
Early natives that captured and taught to think backwards
Trapped us in a cracker psychiatric, it's
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 righteous
Life Was Written, the plot curves behind the
Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the of nigga
To a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain tome
get hit and wrap the plastic
The mic I strike in giving the pain of what a Mack is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no sleep means
No to check the clock, the streets are timing you

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

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