Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Family

Where the ***** all ***** damn, Ran' isn't hot
I the block
I scramble like with rocks
I'm that in the gambling spot

jokes and drinking liquor
You still gotta hand me your
I'm in the with the pans and the pots
Razor on the plate, trying to figure out how many grams I'm a

Family or not, some making plans with the cops
to figure how to make this animal stop
Who these ***** to take down?
down, tray pound, eight rounds

He ain't feeling nothing from the down
Hit up, lit up, he never get up
There's one legend alive
The rest you dig up

You acting it's hard roast ya
I'll creep in your crib, and put brains on you Barkley posters
Got no to be boxing around
I got the ox and the

I'll you in the box in the ground
Got the keys to the game, and we locking this
with the sharks, and we not gonna drown
Got the order from the narcs, they still watching the
I'm copping a pound, they ain't no stopping us now, my

Hey, look, you trip, clip spit, get your strip wet
I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich
Player haters talking 'bout they get Freck
I'm in the Lamb' sunk lower the shipwreck

They call me 'cause I spit the better lines
The ***** got me rich like Federline
*****a G-pack, I'll show you how to read
You get it soft, you rock it like T-Mac

The ***** good price, plus it so speci
Three thousand full of some Dro pesci
*****only talkers
I'll let my homies ya

We in the spurs, that's faster Tony Parker
This is family, ever cross my brother
Big Worm, ***** rather cross their mother
Mention in my family tree
This ***** crazy like insanity plea

I, swear to god, the I ***** give it to
Is going to a FedEx can't deliver to
I'm West Philly Freck, yeah, I get
I'm the best, hands down, like six

like Michael J. Fox, I got family ties
Posing us can't be wise, swept the family dies
Something as a look, can bring about a man's demise
And whoever he stands beside, hit him where he can't

Throw the drop, or an object, if not then missing
Nine shot, pop a clip in, pine box the
Put him in formal dress, hand across the left
No autopsy necessary, determined the of death

Six across the chest should explain his loss of breath
Skin peeled off flesh, I know you wish you wore a vest
That's a no brainer, I'm coming with both
'em, but I'm no painter to this here, I'm no stranger

It's obvious, you no bangers, you dudes no danger
Your whole chumps, in the closet like coat hangers
Like purple broke up in the dutch leave you up on a crush
That's what happens when choke up in the clutch

We gonna body you, and have to hook your to an I.V. too
Put of your parents side by side in I.C.U
Closed casket so can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we

Yo, ***** is letting birds the tables on they squad
Need with a jump, got some cables in the car
'Cause all become nondescript
When something is on your wrist

Like you repping the six
Who wanna When guns fire, your lungs tire
I'm an idol, this Sanjaya, now who wanna try us
That four, five will spit, I'll slump you in the seat
And you really ghost ride the whip

It's real talk, ***** couldn't get a tan from me
'Cause I get in the for that Vince McMahon money
Soon as his un-tuck BAM, talking about you touch
I'm coming your window something like, Brother Man

It's who we are, if I see yar, it's E.R
Vacay in D.R., shirt and jeans, g-star, tell me how gonna manage
Letting off Virgina now, dudes ain't even safe on campus
Gotta spaz on

twenty four, every half hour, ***** be trying to be Jack Bauer
So, let fam' talking
And you won't 'A Weekend At Bernie's'
If you trying to see a Man Walking'

I guess it's left to me, the slinger, to pop off *****
Callouses on my pop finger, pop off
Pop through, throw the drop, kick the off dump
'Fore them bodies drop out, six glocks in the

boy supplying, whip whop is drying
When they move that, more whip arriving
And my connect Phoenix, the connect named Phoenix
Still keep the iron my right hand anemic

For for the family, be squeezing, no reason
Blood work, leaving this ***** breathing
on the low, kidnapped my flow
Coulda asked for it, I woulda gift wrapped my

Don't gotta ask for it, I'm sit back the fo'
it around, let the handle crack ya jaw
East side, side, I'll be in my Converse
This a convict rapping, it's a con's

Arm and mis-man, 'Los, Joey, or Ris-am
All they gotta do is them things are gonna blis-am
down, fiz-am straight from the Brooklyn borough
That never riz-an, block-ay

Now if they get me on wire
I'm gonna die in
I got cases from riding with firearms cocked
Fire bomb box, set up by your mom's

Go off on time, it's wired by alarm clock
I get his legs, you him by arms ock
We gonna go this liar harm his crying moms watch
Last seen in Brooklyn, they in a Bronx lot

Rifles on the roof, yeah, we got him by a shot
We don't fire warning shots, ***** on swat
And if get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying bomb

'Round that's better than buying some Viacom stock
Look, you can't nothing, but I got a shell to give
I'll make his relative me where the fella live
Ain't that his baby sis', get up in this Mayby'

Before I pull this curb and swerving like baby sis
If he heard yet, bet that get the buzzing
You send a message when you kill a ***** cousin
Niece, nephew, they need Tef' too

This'll a go in and out they like a breath do
You Clay Aiken-soft, you playing games until this red on ya
like the Playstation's off, Smith and Wesson work, Luger nine labor
Professional like they did me on

is family, do not cross the brothers
I'll put you in the box, one hand the other
A small to pay, son, it might cost your mother
One of grandparents, even your baby brother

'Cause knows, everybody goes
I want them in coffins, closed
Related by the streets, is family beef
So better not touch a branch on family tree