Luyện nghe bài hát VA Cats

Watch
Keep my eyes could see

Crime
Thugs,
Whatsup

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

Unheard of VA Cats, we bring it well
Do them dolo hit, we tell none
Sittin in the cell for hell's gun
We though, we just dip bail
And like 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 the stero
Style deniro, slottin in chrome is
The Max Mil era, I pick whenever
to exercise my five, your a terror
Ill vatal, roll with my 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, sippin Feron in the paper
With thug niggas, that's born to rub
gold diggas, my whole mentality is "Fuck niggas"
Mafioso, the savage, breakin your
Crossbows, darts at your torso
Constrictor, boa, a flame thrower
quoters, I damn pulled a Range Rover
Melting glaciers, the ice
Spit gems to murders, twin propellars, ice cold
Burn solar, traced the god sonar
Holding a toaster, on wanted posters
Sweepstake, my whole is keep safe
For Pete's sake, I wait and scape
What's in the Crime Syndicate fam patrol the ave
today math was bad

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

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