Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo chris man, what you think these was thinking man?
y'all niggaz thinking, man? ain't no violators except us man
Why these trying to violate shit without us man huh?
I told these man a piece of the pie come in the game
We want in man, franchise in

I love niggaz who talk drama till the gun is stuck in face
for they mama,
Left with in the dome three in the chest and waist
Don't let this nigga decieve you,
If you want beef then tell me where to you
I'll bring so much heat, one of the earth will melt, then step off
boppin, chain rockin, notch in my belt,
My rock raw and stick barrel style
Niggas mouth till they catch jaw,
I got plans to spend a million and
Before I hit a million and four, death,
a gun on me squeeze one in me
I'm trying to make sure, want none of me
You just don't know what these streets done to me, what's become of me
I was raised in a world so it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, gonna take a scared nigga to kill me
If it's murda, drugs, or related to thugz I'm guilty

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Ja
It's murda, we gon you in, nigga
Franchise gonna fill you wit lead,
No more crying over spilled
Throw yo if you a real thug
Uhh

Yo, you see y'all sometime niggaz, boy, you gon to the four
Cause you'se a thug, sometime seeking the law
I'ma to you it you breathe no more, when we crash the door
It's not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, tahoe
Stashing the door, beautful in it
A jinxed so there's a urinal in it, on the belt do the usual limit
You know, double five, heading to l.i to the pies
Before I die I you speakers to bleed my name
Cafe, weed leaky k, three of the same
I let my niggaz hit this man, cause nuttin but x's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a buisness man in the city, force the kid
I'm a gangsta once I cross the bridge and I yo wig
Frontin niggaz, don't for me
Cause for them cakes I'm in yo bakery
It's

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Ey yo my niggaz stay on the job and if any drama involved
We grip shotguns, maddex are the that revolve
See me hoppin out a gray 5, in the trunk
And enough coke to have these blocks for months
When I pop up, niggaz better for the hills
Act up and you gon see how heads'll get killed
Starter for war, dog I'm holdin of gunz
Niggaz come home to find a taped to they son
Bunch of violent niggaz taking one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya
I down henny till my is blurred
I'm only trying to live it up, get high and drunk till I hurl
Type of nigga bag up yo girl and twist her
I got no love for these and these bitch ass niggaz
Hatin me they wish they had it like me
I'm from brooklyn and I'm to be (brooklyn!)
murda

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