Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Family

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

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

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

He ain't feeling from the waist down
Hit up, lit up, he never get up
There's only one alive
The rest you dig up

You like 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 leave you in the box in the
Got the keys to the game, and we locking this
Underwater the sharks, and we not gonna drown
Got the order from the narcs, they still the town
I'm a pound, they ain't no stopping us now, my *****

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

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

The ***** price, plus it smoke so speci
Three full pound of some Dro pesci
Y'all *****only
I'll let my homies ya

We in the spurs, that's faster than Parker
This is family, don't cross my brother
Like Big Worm, ***** rather cross mother
Mention names in my tree
***** talking crazy like insanity plea

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

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

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

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

It's obvious, you no bangers, you dudes pose no
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 you, and have to hook your wife to an I.V. too
Put both of your parents side by in I.C.U
Closed casket so they have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we

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

you repping the bionic six
Who wanna fire? When fire, your lungs tire
I'm an idol, ***** this Sanjaya, now who try us
That four, five will spit, I'll you in the driver seat
And make you ghost ride the whip

It's real talk, shade ***** get a tan from me
'Cause I get in the ring for that McMahon money
as his un-tuck BAM, talking about you touch grams
I'm through 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 Tech's now, dudes ain't even on campus
spaz on cowards

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

I guess left to me, the popcorn slinger, to pop off *****
Callouses on my pop finger, pop off
Pop through, throw the drop, kick the lock off
'Fore them bodies drop out, six in the trunk

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

For for the family, be squeezing, no reason
Blood work, nobody leaving ***** breathing
***** on the low, my flow
Coulda asked for it, I woulda gift my flow

gotta ask for it, I'm gonna sit back the fo'
Flip it around, let the crack ya jaw
East side, west side, be in my Converse
This a convict rapping, it's a verse

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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