Luyện nghe bài hát Time To Check My Crackhouse

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Time To Check My Crackhouse, my crackhouse, my

1]

The P rat a tat
It's time to start shit
I'm the wrong nigga in the projects to be with
Man get Mack-11
It's time for drama
Any nigga come up with the cheese gonna see his momma
Gone off posit and slippin' that 4
I'm bout ta lay it down this muthafuckin' toy
You bitches break me off my money 'cause I'm crazy
you ain't got my cash
You see your baby
Put my dope in the baggies I the bundle up
Dollar bills in my fuckin' pocket crumbled up
50's in my got my goddamn tongue
Remember I walk on the set
I'm gonna leave you dumb
Break me off my
I takin' no shorts
I'm aimin' that Tek-9 right at heart
Ain't no fuckin' return the dead
I'm to kill bitch
I'm the wrong in the game to be fuckin' with
I'm kickin' down
Tryna' get my
Leavin' fiends on the
Face down like
You better the cash
or ass in the body bag
murda muthafucka
I ain't from the tads
Rat-a-tat-tat is the sound my gat
I you muthafuckas that you won't be coming back
You up short with the muthafuckin' grits
That's why yo ass got up in some gangsta shit
me the black rambo
'cause I give a fuck
And just my boy said
Yo ass got
You came right with my money
You started
That's why I had to break you off some
So jump on the bus ride to bitch
I'm let your know who the fuck you be fuckin' with
Tha M-A-STER to the P
And I takin' no shorts with ya'll niggas with my D

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2]

Went Into the crackhouse and up the safe
One nigga at the door at me hellah fake
I played it all it was fuckin good G
That's I told my man
Hit 'em the oozi!
it
1-2-times rat a
One on the ground lookin' like a eggo plater
But I even trippin'
Gotta them I ain't fakin'
'cause if these other niggas get me for bacon
I counting my dope
Everything was black
to the front
Got them fiends in the back
I ain't even
Ain't no time to serve fiends
I got 40 g's and two keys
headed to the bienz to put the cash up
Jumped on the freeway fuckin' dashed bro
Think I see the rollers behind me the rear-view
But I ain't trippin' 'cause I ran through clear view
Stopped at tried to get some gas
That's I see two robbers on my ass
Played it all
B to get that pistol
Jumped back in the bienz shoulda they head whistle
I back to the house and my homie want some flour
I ain't Scarface but got the money and the
They call me Brown
Or fuckin' Frank
But if you up short
There's be some shit up in my city

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