Luyện nghe bài hát The Law

Who'd ever thought that we'd make from the dreaming
Being light-skin when momma Puerto Rican
I went to see the voodoo priest while cocaine
Seeking protection from my foes know they always
beads on my neck labelled the heathen
Point blank (HOT) led burnt brains
Closed casket facetime turnt strange
Tried to be away of being played
Took my talent down to Beach, but I couldn't stay
Rumored that I signed a deal with
I was in the
my weight every time I came, ask Mack Maine
Me and Bird communicate the penitentiary
to deal with pussy niggas I got two convictions
Everything I say the truth to convince it
in peace to Hank and Paul, ball like Rodney Vincent
Going days eating Belaire had me skinny
Relationship with Tommy Ray a bunch of envy
say he ain't as portrayed I be seeing different
V6 supercharged key ignition
windows tented chilling with my bitches
Nook I'm having second thoughts of who really me
Cold game, heart this a cold sport
People say I'm chosen know what I'm chose for,
Graduated the form my name emancipated
Court cases expired statute of limitations, type of shit get me somewhat invigorating
Get it in 10 to 10 when I get to craving, eat the plate with the utensil then begin the it
No expectation for you I'm a Gucci man, yellow Vette me and Lito' bumping Gucci Maine
Start track, power it up to the future
Beat me up, think fly make a shoot ya'
Seen of shit that never happened in the movies
Front page, newspaper feeling foolish
Slow nights catching sales we going fishing
Snow white on the scale them down to nickels
Hustle in my they scared of my potential
Vicky momma steady messing up her dishes
Her never liked me, said he better not catch me slipping
But he don't I step on shit I'm really bout my business
GunnaGang big ol' pistol rip ya'
Sitting with the misses meant to say my
shopping in the store they call me Mr
Free my Armeis Way, free my nigga' Mister
When Rico talk to me bout' music, I just listen
Grind and don't get tired, that's how you on competition
I had time to go and kick it wit' Lump,
Recordin' in Miami, recording out in
Foreign in sandals, in the nude I examin'
Fish plates, lettuce wraps, Mocka check the trap
Lou that's my lil nigga' keep it we forever that
Southside hanging with guerillas
Dreka big fine ass in Chinchilla
Sir Newton fashion jacket it just got delivered
You don't see gat' I'm packin, flippin' in the rental
Remove the plate and spin the Benz while out the window
Doors open, hoppin' out and get it
Bread Winners of the roundtable everybody
Thirsty disloyal career to get at everybody
hang with ya' make sure everybody get it
Death in the family, damn everybody it
Holdin' my dick irritated, need some
Assumption as if the I'm lovin' wasn't fuckin niggas'
her to lift her up she wasn't fuckin' with it
Rub her feet, bathe her, kiss her soft, proceed to suck her
To me she was a queen, but she that other nigga'
Punchin' on her, disrespectin' her I guess she love nigga'
Tears fall my daughter's death, never even saw the steps
Trappin' in the streets, if it there then it was jail
You respect the dealer, I respect the one who tell