Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake hit the corner people swarming
Three in the I jumped 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 wouldn't dare second look when I
It hurt, kind of it as a brief reminder
That the street's designed to stop your life,
The beast in time yeah, cell to suspect ass nigga you fell
First time locked in stop my mind blocks the frail
Bursting blasting at forty cal shell, split your dry cell
My niggas never why tell
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, and equities
be the death of me

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

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

Dear God, I want the riches, money bitches infested
Giving the jealous niggas sickness, the
My dresses, in vest-es, feel the essence
Try to test this, scientist, able and
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, frames look
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 eyes
Rollin two Phillies together make Siamese
I meant it, I it, descendant made of
Early natives that captured and taught to think backwards
us in a cracker psychiatric, it's massive
A Million Man March, the masses
Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the righteous
Life Was Written, the plot curves the settin'
Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the of nigga
To shoot a leg to get your name known? I flip the tome
get hit and wrap the plastic
The mic I strike in vain giving the pain of what a is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no sleep insomnia
No to check the clock, the streets are timing you

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

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