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 told these niggaz man a piece of the pie come in the
We want in man, want in

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

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Ja
murda, we gon leave you in, nigga
Franchise gonna fill you wit lead,
No crying over spilled blood
Throw yo gunz if you a real
Uhh

Yo, you see y'all sometime niggaz, boy, you gon to the four
Cause you'se a sometime thug, seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you breathe no more, when we the door
not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, black tahoe
Stashing the door, fitting in it
A nigga jinxed so a urinal in it, on the belt do the usual limit
You know, five, heading to l.i to buckle the pies
Before I die I want you to bleed my name
Cafe, weed leaky k, franchise of the same
I let my niggaz hit man, cause ain't nuttin but x's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a buisness man in the city, don't the kid
I'm a gangsta I cross the bridge and I toss yo wig
niggaz, don't fake for me
Cause for them cakes I'm running in yo
murda

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Ey yo my niggaz on the job and if there's any drama involved
We grip shotguns, are the one's that revolve
See me hoppin out a 5, dope in the trunk
And enough coke to have these blocks for months
When I pop up, better head for the hills
Act up and you gon see how heads'll get killed
for war, dog I'm holdin plenty of gunz
Niggaz home to find a bomb taped to they son
of violent niggaz taking your one's
Went copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down till my vision 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 niggaz and these bitch ass
Hatin me cause they they had it like me
I'm from brooklyn and I'm to be (brooklyn!)
It's

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