Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

The in the business
Yea, it's that time, ya heard?
We the best nigga, we back

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
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 hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

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

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

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

Nowadays is to kill
Be where you pull that trigger, they got you on film
They got in the sky, we under surveillance
That on star on your car track you've been

Gotta watch what I say, they my cell phone
They wanna and peak inside of my home
I'm and it's not the weed
In my rear view these cars, they follow me

So I rights and lefts, lefts and rights
Till I stop seeing those headlights
Then I circle my to make sure it's smooth
Before I go to my four corner room

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

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

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

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

And you could beg me to stop but I just
Puttin' pressure on the 'til you fast asleep
Like a
(Son up)
no maybe
Coulda, shoulda, woulda back, you too hasty

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

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

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

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

not a fuckin' game
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
Oh, we comin' nigga that
(If he should happen to your name down)

We runnin' around gettin' this money on
You what I'm sayin'?
(Should he out)
I ain't got time for you bitch ass niggaz
But um, this weekend I got some

You know what I'm sayin'? I might just put some in
(Yea we fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
It's like forgot 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, drop and roll
(Uh, huh)
And it's on and poppin', on drugs, that's right
on you niggaz, Mac 10 handle

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

Is is it, baby?
you heard of a dude named?
(Yo, the P)
Isn't it that stingy
With an asshole full of