Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Family

Where the ***** all these ***** damn, Ran' hot
I damage the
I scramble Randall with rocks
I'm that ***** in the gambling

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

Family or not, some ***** making with the cops
Trying to figure how to make animal stop
Who these ***** trying to take
Break down, pound, eight rounds

He feeling nothing from the waist down
Hit up, lit up, he gonna get up
only one legend alive
The rest you dig up

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

leave you in the box in the ground
Got the keys to the game, and we locking down
Underwater with the sharks, and we not drown
Got the order from the narcs, they watching the town
I'm copping a pound, ain't no stopping us now, my *****

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

They me bar-for-bar 'cause I spit the better lines
The white ***** got me rich Federline
G-pack, I'll show you how to read *****
You get it soft, then you rock it like

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chef boy supplying, whip is drying
When they that, more whip whop arriving
And my connect from Phoenix, the connect Phoenix
Still keep the iron like my hand anemic

For for the family, I'll be squeezing, no
Blood work, nobody leaving this *****
on the low, kidnapped my flow
Coulda asked for it, I woulda gift wrapped my

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

Arm and Hammer mis-man, 'Los, Joey, or
All gotta do is chirpand them things are gonna blis-am
Shake down, fiz-am straight from the Brooklyn
That riz-an, block-ay block-ay

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

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

Rifles on the roof, yeah, we got him by a shot
We don't fire warning 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 than buying some Viacom
Look, you hold nothing, but I got a shell to give
I'll make his relative show me where the live
Ain't that his baby sis', get up in Mayby' miss

Before I pull this and start swerving like baby sis
If he heard yet, bet that get the buzzing
You a message when you kill a ***** third 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 until this red light's on ya
It's like the Playstation's off, Smith and Wesson work, Luger nine
like they did me on majors

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

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