Luyện nghe bài hát Trial Of The Century

Just a motion picture, gun fire froze a nigga
Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, over quicker
Duckin' low, wit the four four, to bust and blow
Empty out the po po come bust the show

Sobered up, knew it was beef, but what?
Been in the cut, escapin' these streets, cold as fuck
Tuck my chain in, rose to my feet, no time for
arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas blazin'

One fell, for help, heard him yell
My shell, tore through his spine, it's time to bail
It's slow motion, dust in my started boatin'
It's copin', my blood flowin' like the art of goshen
Thoughts racin', hit the slow pacin'
No destination, it's up a nigga facin'

If we all die, I'm prepared to meet my maker
But before I touch that death bed feel, I gotta see paper
my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us down
Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the
Money this world go 'round

I pleed innocent, the for my freedom is infinite
was intimate, I mastered the minds, the mortal 10 percent
Self defense, incarceration couldn't repent
Caught in at the time I felt it, felt intense

Him or me, it's misery my memory
But mentally, outcome wise I no sympathy
You know the streets, how niggas could go for weeks
Rock you slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it's
Know it's deep, I my life on the creep
Tinted jeeps, bulletproof move mystique

Let him speak, my dogg is
It was my gats cat named Roberto it's certain
Desert ease in my end
Let my nigga live while I breed us up a kid this little bitch

No explanation, speedy trial, fuck the waitin'
Hesitatin', they know the time a facin', so what's the verdict?

If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to meet my
But before I touch that death bed feel, I gotta see paper
Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us
Do whatever it takes, 'cause the breaks
make this world go 'round

I feel ill inside, though my life is still a
Some may criticize, but it's a blessin', that I'm alive
From all the smoke lit, all the hit, all the cold shit
From comin' close gettin' my dome split

Spreaded out, so on my mind, gotta let it out
To live, and die for a I feel dead with out
my rap sheet, no prior cases, just some tech's beef
Charged with drivin' once, but I was half sleep

Swervin', off of St. and Burgan, in a rented suburban
I must dozed when I was turnin'
But peep this, I'm on trial now, no sign of
No secrets, goin' to court and I'm tryin' to beat this
A new don, another score, another new born, too long
Here's a dick for y'all to chew on

Order in the court, order in the
contempt of court

If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to my maker
But before I touch that bed feel, I gotta see some paper
my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us down
Do it takes, 'cause that's the breaks
Money make this go 'round

If we all gonna die, I'm to meet my maker
But before I touch that death bed feel, I gotta see paper
Keep my head to the sky, let no one pull us down
Do it takes, 'cause that's the breaks
Money make this go 'round

If we all die