Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the corner people
Three in the morning I out my cab like "Fuck,
Niggas is buck," bloodshed, the tapes red
I heard some whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I puffed the lilla, just before I hit the for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm looking at the fella
Shit's in, ambulance 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 designed to stop your life, plot
The beast in time yeah, cell to cell suspect ass nigga you
time locked in crime stop my mind blocks the frail
Bursting blasting at forty cal shell, split your dry cell
My niggas never snitch why
We roll no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and equities
be the death of me

To the suspect witness come outside
You might get your pushed back tonight
(Suspect witness come outside
You might get your pushed back tonight)

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

Dear God, I want the riches, money hungry bitches
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, 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 blunts
I it, I represent it, descendant made of
natives that were captured and taught to think backwards
Trapped us in a cracker psychiatric, it's
A Million Man March, alert the
Ten glocks, in small print, upon my glasses
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, heads, got the righteous threatened
Life Was Written, the plot curves the settin'
the grammar, Manfrione, are you the type of nigga
To shoot a leg to get name known? I flip the brain tome
Niggas get hit and wrap the
The mic I strike in vain giving the pain of what a is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no sleep means
No need to check the clock, the streets are you

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

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