Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake hit the corner people swarming
in the morning I jumped out my cab like "Fuck,
Niggas is buck," bloodshed, the tapes red
I heard some whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I puffed the lilla, just before I hit the for rilla
I'm all high late I'm looking down at the fella
Shit's pushed in, ambulance placed him on cushion
His mom's had a I wouldn't dare second look when I murk
It hurt, kind of took it as a brief
That the street's designed to your life, plot
The beast in time yeah, cell to cell suspect ass you fell
First time locked in crime stop my blocks the frail
Bursting at your forty cal shell, split your dry cell
My niggas snitch why tell
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, and equities
be the death of me

To the suspect witness don't come
You might get shit pushed back tonight
(Suspect witness don't outside
You might get shit pushed back tonight)

To the witness don't come outside
You might get your shit pushed back
(Suspect witness don't outside
You might get shit pushed back tonight)

Dear God, I want the riches, money hungry infested
Giving the jealous sickness, the witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the
Try to this, scientist, able and reckless
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, look petite
Ten millis, mix designed just for my
I keep a low pro as if I owe, bless the lovely
My pants hang low I'm dancing, sipping the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my Chinese
Rollin two Phillies together make blunts
I meant it, I represent it, made of
Early natives that were captured and taught to think
Trapped us in a cracker psychiatric, massive
A Million Man March, the masses
Ten glocks, in small print, upon my glasses
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, heads, got the righteous threatened
Life Was Written, the plot curves the settin'
Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the type of
To shoot a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain
get hit and wrap the plastic
The mic I strike in giving the pain of what a Mack is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no means insomnia
No need to the clock, the streets are timing you

To the suspect witness come outside
You might get your pushed back tonight
(Suspect don't come outside
You might get shit pushed back tonight)

It justifies, Nas leaving shit mesmerized
live, like the third world
Decipher my make him a believer
Spitting Jim stars, words in my mic receiver
Bond is my so I live by my word
Never fraudulent Queens bridge make no herbs
my name to deacons, politicians while they speaking
Rebel to America caught you sleeping