Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

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

I love niggaz who drama till the gun is stuck in they face
for they mama,
Left with three in the dome in the chest and waist
Don't let this nigga decieve you,
If you want beef tell me where to meet you
I'll bring so heat, one side of the earth will melt, then step off
Bitty boppin, rockin, notch in my belt,
My niggas rock raw and stick barrel
Niggas mouth till they lock jaw,
I got plans to a million and more
I hit a million and four, before death,
Pull a gun on me one in me
I'm trying to make sure, niggaz want of me
You just don't know these streets have done to me, what's become of me
I was raised in a so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, it's gonna a scared nigga to kill me
If murda, drugs, guns 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 crying over spilled blood
Throw yo gunz if you a real
Uhh

Yo, you see sometime niggaz, boy, you gon speak to the four
Cause you'se a thug, sometime seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you breathe no more, when we crash the
not a game, pesci don't laugh no more, black tahoe
Stashing the door, beautful in it
A nigga jinxed so there's a in it, on the belt do the usual limit
You know, double five, heading to l.i to buckle the
Before I die I want you to bleed my name
Cafe, weed leaky k, franchise of the same
I let my niggaz hit this man, ain't 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 the bridge and I toss yo wig
Frontin niggaz, don't for me
for them cakes I'm running in yo bakery
It's

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Ey yo my niggaz stay on the job and if there's any drama
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, niggaz better head for the
Act up and you gon see how many get killed
Starter for war, dog I'm plenty of gunz
Niggaz come to find a bomb taped to they son
Bunch of violent taking your one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya
I henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to live it up, get high and till I hurl
Type of nigga bag up yo girl and twist her
I got no love for these niggaz and these bitch ass
me cause they wish they had it like me
I'm brooklyn and I'm glad to be (brooklyn!)
It's

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