Luyện nghe bài hát Think Fast

Do shit, ah
(Shit,shit,shit)
Ha, ha, eh, that's
(Shit,shit,shit)
(Ha, ha, ha)
Motherfucker, ride
Eh, on

You know that bitch baby, he's talking shit our clique
But he crazy, you see the writing on my dick
You know that trick Tracy, yes, she's me sick
Living that life we used to do the shit

Shit gets some kids need help some need there ass kicked
And some never learn to earn their own way
of their daddy had he not been rich
They'd be broker a joke and forced to switch

You gotta change your tune or change pitch
Life easy man, life's a bitch
Shit is harder hard about as hard can get
Keep on where you're headed you's alive to regret it

Yes it hurts, to face the and realize
That the worlds got neck in a noose
If ain't like they ought to be you gotta think fast
The aftermath of your actions

Think

This is some of that shit

Yo, I know you all tired of these wanna be
Claiming the be running, grabbing the steel
Thinking going to peel somebody's cap
My cap roaming the streets with black cats
Chrome straps on brew
Ready to react of any nigga they see nigga could be me
ICE got a motherfucking 357, to put eleven holes in their chest
Thinking they could test a real rider the West

Haa I roll flossin' me and my Nina Ross
And the ghettos been to me
But got to take precautions
Brothers get what they expect it or neglect it
You'll never catch the in the streets without protection
you got to pull shit
Haters on some jumpin' out of Cadillacs
And low lows with a clip
If your tool spits shake the spot or get duck on
'Cause if you press your luck on, stupid is what stuck on

Think

That Shelia got a daughter
She be clubbing every
Sheila had her young still that just ain't right
she rides the white horse
She to ride my pony
If I hit it now, I'd it
'Cause Sheila's just too

She can you
Four, three, two

Smoking speed released the
I'm not lying I'm not
I'm still trying hiding the
With substitutes a hundred
A fuck up, it
One of L.A.'s youth
Label me as an of the lost star
For your protection and the caused
My family's not too with the trouble that I've caused

See we be the law
Smoking on non thinking fast
So I'm for any all out brawls
And ya, brothers get hustle on
Ballers and get your tight
House parties get up
And turned up before
Drivebys and fistfights, zig zag and pipes
There's a fifty chance
Thats the will be last night

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