Luyện nghe bài hát The Law

'em, let the law end
'Cuz we get the raw end
Coffins open, 'em all in
Nine millimeters,
You're feelin' me, 'em 'cuz I go with plenty artillery
Come and get showed, be gauges and uzis
Let us with bullets
none of ya break off a niggas from prison
And let 'em with us, retaliation
We come and blast 'em with masks on, let loose
You need beware when you're rollin' the Clair
niggas is killas, try to feel us
Thuggish niggas from Cleveland
We steadily on ya
And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to doorstep
Ho-check, you don't fuck with Bone
Let
Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthafucka it then he better shoot
Nigga never no 9-1-1 to rescue
Never respect you, your chest through
Labelled as a menace, but I'm feelin' it
And I'm in it to the finish, better check my
Killa, for realer, dealer, little nigga, cap peeler
Bailin' the Land equipped
When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, it
Jump off in my
Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' through your
Fin to you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah
When I storm my up outta domes, get me, badge
War anytime I
with the war, then you're gonna get yours
Expect the four nigga ring yo doors and don't you
'Til I finish you with it or you missed it
On the hit list, resist it
Nigga, you it, here to stick with it to the po-po, you know
Who don't roll in a Impala go
Lurk, better searchin' all the
Runnin' crowds 'til I get to Mexico
Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior talent
Little Rip gets so sadistic it's of
(Story of, of)
on me, let 'em leave
Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the
But I the way the thugstas stay
And our niggas really get to poppin' at the cops
You'll be at a hell of a war
Muthafucka done the boat
And we fin to even the score
Nigga drank too much, too much
No surrender, no you're gonna catch me
gonna catch me, catch me
I'll keep runnin', I'll runnin' for my life
And duckin' bullets you're tryin' to ruin me
the copper
The my niggas'll pull up and drop ya
We ya, we shot ya, hey, my niggas boxed ya
My nigga, we all in in position for the maulin'
Pac got his, got ahead of me
me raw, and fuck it, let the law end
Open the coffin, top locked, let the body in
Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' for my crew
Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a bite of the fruit
And never seen us if I could be the 187 on you
Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it's on for the that get wrong
Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they disrespect
sleep with the rest
Don't even 'cuz you ain't goin' home
Who's next? it on, whoever wanna flex
Think it no thang for me get you
All up in your shit, quick I split up your wig
Your brain hang
'em, let the law end
'Cuz we get the raw end
Coffins open, 'em all in
'em, let the law end
'Cuz we get the raw end
open, dump 'em all in
'em, let the law end
'Cuz we get the raw end
Coffins open, 'em all in
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