Luyện nghe bài hát C2G

(featuring Restless)

Its the illness on
Yo hit me

Youngn'
Joe
Armin', T.S
Patterson, B-X
UP!

Boy, look what you done now
Ain't no stopping this or calming it
Don't let me catch one of you out of pound
Heart is cold, be in war from the motherfucking to the grave
Man, look what you done now
Ain't no stopping this or it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of
Heart is cold, be in war from the cradle to the grave

1]
Cowards en traced all anger and hatred
Gon' make me damage abrasion my attitude is very
Nigga crossed me, first thing I do is erase him
Yea he used to be my dog, but a relation
Once he get money and fame, everybody aging
Shit ain't no longer the same, own niggaz be hatin'
see another brother succeed
So you backstab 'em to see how long he'll bleed
But I'm a man, pops always told me never fear no man
That's why I'm scarred up on both
And never love a bitch, naw I can't trust a bitch
Fuck 'em and 'em, that's the way you thug a bitch
how a nigga was raised, with a heart full of rage
And I'm too stuck in my ways (You hear me?)
Its how a nigga was raised, with a full of rage
And I'm just too stuck in my ways (So y'all)

2]
Dog I here to prove your wackness
Bunch of useless bastards frontin', moving backwards
is hardcore, ain't no acoustic classic
Nigga swift for anything using a ratchet
Competition 'em in line, cause without permission
I'm handling mine, occupation and grind
Stop facing, shank you with knives
You're a born soldier, operation declined
I'm like a optician, with a to shine
A steps ahead of y'all, ain't no getting behind
Say what I choose 'cause I payed my dues
Came from an error of pain and terror, of rainy weather
I learned to through the hatred and lies
why from far away, I can spot a snake in disguise
And believe me dog we scared, hope you came prepared
Straight Strong-Armin, nigga we don't play

[Verse 3 - Fat
B-X, T.S
Ya me?
Youngn'
Uh, yo, yo
Gear up, you need to us
One false and get paw-pierced up
Drinking like one high loop, man I bang you in the
Drain the henny out your stomach and it with blood
You us to hell 'cause we too real
Selling two mills and still ain't to pull steal
Ready Rock concerned with y'all
I'm too big too for y'all
And I too long for y'all, ya heard Pun
years to earn a pair of Terror Squad balls
Heard you want it with us, a fatal mistake
Been blazing the game since niggaz
is king, man the city is mine
And I ain't got no problem with bidding +Shyne+
the real deal homie, stakes is high
Look at the mirror man I bet you hate life (Mu'fucker)