Luyện nghe bài hát The Hand That Rocks The Cradle

I'm down in this muthafuckin game
Cause the law can't with me

I got the hand that rocks the cradle and makin em fatal keepin
my
shit tight
Fuck it no doubt for fuckin around stick a Dolomite
I'm quick for jackin yo cheese yo keys and spendin yo G's
I'm gon smoke a ?Z? gat and pull the
On the front ass nigga
Pickin a reputation, mo bullets in that ass
Get of O's, put em in my pocket, and dash, crash
On the with ?nerve? work, I whip it and dip it around
Just like switches, bitches, I'm and breakin it down
Yo niggas packin 44s, pop it and robbin
Smoke in my nose, I'm a leave than 6 Os
And yo chest, bitch, I done killed your protection
Bloody mess on yo chest, shoulda took yo yea and steppin
Out the muthafuckin house, nigga bitch, and jumped in yo
But since you didn't, 13 hollow bitch was pumped in yo shit
Betta watch yo ass, betta count yo cash, betta watch yo from
slugs
Get em up, and hit em up, I lit em up, shaked and jacked em for

Shoestring's a killa on the for reala, front you a O and a half
around and set yo body up and leave you stiff on that Ave.
Don't try to cope, can't get the dope, we get you for your riches
I'm puttin in bitches, ass leaped in ditches
You want this click then suck this dick because this nigga
I got the hand that the cradle and'll light the candle
So if you wanna buck, nigga put it up
You got that toothpaste in yo and I'm a hit it up
I got my finger on the and it makes me fatal
Shoestring's a pimp, get off my dick, bitch, I got the hand rock
the

Chorus (2X): I'm down in muthafuckin dope game
(It's the diddy diddy dope deala, it's the diddy dope nigga)
And the law fuck with me
(It's the diddy diddy dope deala, it's the dope nigga)

I got the hand that rocks the cradle my blows are just like


Run the law from the cocaine keeps anigga speedin
on the bind on the grind for the 9-6
Gotta get my hustle on, to nigga stiff
I'm to swift, stalkin with my big black boots
High on oop, with a MAC-11 ready to you for loot
Ain't you so cute, standin in the and essence of killas
A local bred tryin to fuck with niggas
No disrespect, betta yo tech before you swing my way
I put the in drama, pack heat like sunny days
Six million ways to die, try every one
She was and brutally beaten, murdered my job done
Now who got the flame, that comes a dime a
I cock this 44 back, blow out yo shit, catch yo cousin
Cause if you owe me money, ain't shit funny when I you up
When I bust this tech, you'll think a wet you up
The flames of hell is in my eyes, killin by surprise
If you my path, bloodbath you bitches gotta die
Go ahead ??? that moss, finally get tossed in the fuckin river
they shiver, from the pain and pressure I deliver
Hold the hand of a gangsta as we fly the bluest skies
Swim the bluest seas, family of killa G's
Don't fuck with me nigga, I be yo local
A cop got mo than you can hold in a calculator
My finger's on the trigga, and makes me fatal
Bootleg's a pimp, get off my dick, bitch, I got the hand rocks
the
(2X)
It's the diddy what, the diddy diddy who
The diddy diddy's back for 96, I thought you
With some dope ass shit from the of a ganka
Straight up beat ya down and my niggas out think ya
It's the diddy what, the diddy diddy who
The diddy back for 96, I thought you knew
With some dope ass shit the mind of a ganka
up beat ya down and watch my niggas out think ya
(2X)