Luyện nghe bài hát The Law

Who'd ever thought that we'd make the ghetto dreaming
Being when your momma Puerto Rican
I went to see the voodoo priest while dealing
Seeking protection my foes know they always scheming
Santorini beads on my neck the heathen
Point blank (HOT) led burnt brains
Closed casket jokes turnt strange
Tried to be tired of being played
Took my talent to South Beach, but I couldn't stay
Rumored that I signed a deal with
I was in the
Held my weight time I came, ask Mack Maine
Me and Bird communicate the penitentiary
Hard to deal with pussy I got two convictions
Everything I say the truth to convince it
Rest in peace to Hank and Paul, ball like Rodney
Going without eating Belaire had me skinny
Relationship with Tommy Ray a of niggas envy
Some say he ain't as portrayed I be seeing
V6 supercharged under key
Lowkey windows chilling with my bitches
Nook I'm having thoughts of who really with me
Cold game, cold heart this a sport
People say I'm don't know what I'm chose for,
Graduated from the form my name
Court cases expired statute of limitations, type of shit get me high somewhat
Get it in 10 to 10 when I get to craving, eat the plate with the then begin the scrape it
No expectation for you rappers I'm a Gucci man, yellow Vette me and Lito' bumping Maine
Start track, it up back to the future
Beat me up, fly make a niggah' shoot ya'
Seen of shit that never happened in the movies
Front page, newspaper feeling foolish
Slow catching sales like we going fishing
Snow white on the break them down to nickels
Hustle in my pedigree they scared of my
Vicky momma kitchen messing up her dishes
Her never liked me, said he better not catch me slipping
But he know I step on shit I'm really bout my business
GunnaGang big ol' pistol rip ya'
Sitting the misses meant to say my mistress
Balenciaga shopping in the they call me Mr
Free my Armeis Way, free my nigga' Mister
When Rico Love talk to me music, I just listen
and don't get tired, that's how you shit on competition
Wishin' I had to go and kick it wit' Lump,
in Miami, recording out in Cali
Foreign women in sandals, in the I examin'
Fish plates, veggie lettuce wraps, Mocka check the
Lou that's my lil keep it going we forever that
landlord hanging with guerillas
Dreka big fine ass in Chinchilla
Sir Newton fashion jacket it just got delivered
You don't see this gat' I'm packin, flippin' in the
Remove the plate and spin the Benz while hangin' out the
open, hoppin' out and everybody get it
Bread Winners of the roundtable winnin'
disloyal career to get at everybody fitted
Whoever hang with ya' make everybody get it
Death in the family, everybody feel it
Holdin' my dick irritated, need some
Assumption as if the chick I'm lovin' wasn't fuckin
Complimented her to lift her up she wasn't with it
Rub her feet, bathe her, her soft, proceed to suck her titties'
To me she was a queen, but she want that other
Punchin' on her, disrespectin' her I guess she that nigga'
Tears fall after my death, never even saw the steps
Trappin' in the streets, if it wasn't there then it was
You respect the dealer, I respect the one who tell