Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

Da
Uh,
Ey yo man, what you think these niggaz was thinking man?
Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, man? ain't no except us man
Why these niggaz to violate shit without us man huh?
I these niggaz 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 they
Screaming for mama,
Left three in the dome three in the chest and waist
Don't let this nigga decieve you,
If you want beef then me where to meet you
I'll bring so much heat, one side of the earth will melt, then off
Bitty boppin, rockin, notch in my belt,
My niggas rock raw and stick style
Niggas till they catch lock jaw,
I got plans to spend a million and
I hit a million and four, before death,
Pull a gun on me one in me
I'm trying to make sure, niggaz none of me
You just don't know what streets have done to me, what's become of me
I was raised in a world so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm
I done so many niggaz, it's 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 leave you in,
Franchise fill you wit lead, nigga
No more crying over blood
Throw yo gunz if you a thug
Uhh

Yo, you see y'all sometime niggaz, boy, you gon to the four
you'se a sometime thug, sometime seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you breathe no more, we crash the door
It's not a game, pesci don't no more, black tahoe
Stashing the door, beautful in it
A nigga so there's a urinal in it, on the belt do the usual limit
You know, double five, to l.i to buckle 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 man in the city, don't force the kid
I'm a gangsta I cross the bridge and I toss yo wig
Frontin niggaz, don't for me
Cause for them I'm running in yo bakery
murda

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

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