Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

The in the business
Yea, about that time, ya heard?
We the best nigga, we nigga

I sit alone in my dirty ass
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

By myself in my corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
I like I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My bullet on run, flats late at the night
look for Cuz

Just ride through his hood and when I see chump
I'ma jump out the truck and my gun
You ain't been do it so you scared of that kinda shit
Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off

Too much of that music, nah, this reality rap
I go through it in interrogation rooms
I don't crack, nigga, I don't got for ya
Talk to my lawyer,

is hard to kill
Be careful where you pull that trigger, they got you on
They got eyes in the sky, we surveillance
That on star on your car track everywhere you've

watch what I say, they tappin' my cell phone
They wanna sneak and peak of my home
I'm paranoid and it's not the
In my rear view mirror cars, they follow me

So I bust and lefts, lefts and rights
Till I seeing those Impala headlights
Then I circle my block to make sure smooth
Before I go upstairs to my four corner

I sit in my dirty ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I sit alone in my dirty ass
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
on you niggaz

I be alone in my hot ass
Smokin' dope, bullets in my clip for you
I ain't even wipin' my sweat, it's keepin' me
I ain't even sweatin' you niggaz, find you

Eventually it happens like
At the club with his boys, at the with his bitch
Nigga think it's gon' be a
comes to those who wind me up

And you could beg me to stop but I keep
Puttin' pressure on the trigger 'til you asleep
Like a
(Son up)
Ain't no
Coulda, shoulda, woulda shot back, you too

I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in of Jesus, Mary and Joseph
(Oh my God)
If that's what it is, I'ma live
You not playin' me the neighborhood bitch
(Ayo, Mary)

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
Schemin' on you

Yeah, right, you know how we do it nigga
(Uh, huh)
I sit up all night and plot on your nigga
(Oh, we comin')

It's not a game
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
Oh, we comin' believe that
(If he should to write your name down)

We around gettin' this money on tour
You what I'm sayin'?
(Should he out)
I really got time for you bitch ass niggaz
But um, this I got some time

You know what I'm sayin'? I just put some work in
(Yea we fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
It's like they or somethin', I come poppin' for you nigga
I don't give a fuck who you wit, daytime, the fuck we at

You betta stop, and roll nigga
(Uh, huh)
And it's on and poppin', on drugs, that's right
on you niggaz, Mac 10 handle

I use to a AC and kept a Mac in the engine

Is this is it,
Have you of a dude named?
(Yo, the P)
Isn't it that mothafucka
With an asshole full of