Luyện nghe bài hát VA Cats

Watch
Keep my eyes could see

Crime
Thugs,
Whatsup

Cats be eyeing me, somebody snitching somebody see
five hundred a big ache, heard he was buyin three
Stop lying, was sweating, my man was eyeing his leat
Slap off his bracelet with ice, and jetted cross the
Death was my first instinct, I had to and think
Smiling always remember, they rock ya ass to sleep
Disregard camouflage batter shattering thirty teeth
Heist pulling drug niggas coming from dirty street
Look what? Pretty boy get him, right there yo pass the
Heard he like to trigga bang slang, but he ass fast as me
behind a trash can blasting watching his ass retreat
Chrome is two turned bitch, I this city heat
Arsenal, blazin them weapons when there some murder
He's unheard of of, VA Cats, them dirty streets

Unheard of VA Cats, we it well done
Do dolo hit, we never tell none
Sittin in the cell for hell's gun
We aight though, we just dip
And they say or somethin
You of us VA Cats, for real

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I the judge got a grudge
No love for thugs drugs
Guerilla warfare with ice
Inside the borough, pure bred head the
deniro, slottin in chrome is hero
The Max Mil era, I pick steel
to exercise my five, your a terror
Ill vatal, with my crime team and feel stable
With your betrayal, I place you in the cradle
I heard a thirty eight, it hurt regurgitate
Swerving in the irving, Feron in the paper chase
With thug niggas, born to rub niggas
Trickin gold diggas, my mentality is "Fuck niggas"
Mafioso, the savage, breakin barrage
Crossbows, darts at your torso
Constrictor, boa, backdraft a flame
quoters, I damn pulled a Range Rover
Melting glaciers, the ice
Spit gems to murders, twin propellars, ice cold
Burn solar, king the god sonar
Holding a toaster, alias on wanted
Sweepstake, my click is keep safe
For Pete's sake, I generate and scape
What's in the lab? Crime Syndicate fam the ave
What's math was bad

Street science for night time crime, ricochet
Constantly inclining them faggots some reminding
Split your coat lining, Crack bone marrows having ass crying
Rob shit just like DeNiro, keeping lit
Fed pop but know shit, we camouflage with
Scandals come in hand in turnpike, for trafficin
Virginia, that's where money was head, and drop the
On the corner, there that cat go, come flaggin it
Don't let that cat to my man, money aight and
new cats was plottin to get them
I'm back let them
Greatin ass you pussy, this time we murder them
It's unheard of VA Cats be on some dirty

Va for real
yo
My Miami
My real New York
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All my niggas
all my link niggas
Raekwon, big Daddy-O, big