Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the corner swarming
Three in the morning I jumped out my cab "Fuck,
is buck," mega bloodshed, the tapes red
I heard some bird whisper, "Yo he have ducked"
I puffed the lilla, before I hit the scene for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm looking down at the
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 took it as a 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 crime stop my mind blocks the
Bursting blasting at your forty cal shell, split dry cell
My never snitch why tell
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, and equities
be the death of me

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

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

Dear God, I want the riches, money hungry bitches
the jealous niggas sickness, the witness
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 for my physique
I a low pro as if I owe, bless the flow lovely
My hang low while I'm dancing, sipping the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish my eyes Chinese
Rollin two Phillies together make Siamese
I it, I represent it, descendant made of
natives that were captured and taught to think backwards
Trapped us in a cracker psychiatric, massive
A Million Man March, alert the
Ten glocks, in small print, upon my glasses
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the threatened
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 I flip the brain tome
Niggas get hit and the plastic
The mic I strike in vain the pain of what a Mack is
What you Luchi or drama, no sleep means insomnia
No to check the clock, the streets are timing you

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

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