Luyện nghe bài hát First Degree

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

I love niggaz who talk drama till the gun is in they face
Screaming for mama,
Left three 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 will melt, then off
boppin, chain rockin, notch in my belt,
My niggas rock raw and stick barrel
Niggas mouth they catch lock jaw,
I got to spend 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 what these streets have done to me, what's become of me
I was in a world so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy
I done scared so many niggaz, gonna take 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 you wit lead, nigga
No crying over spilled blood
yo gunz if you a real thug
Uhh

Yo, you see y'all sometime niggaz, boy, you gon speak to the
Cause you'se a thug, sometime seeking the law
I'ma seek to you it you breathe no more, when we the door
It's not a game, pesci laugh no more, black tahoe
Stashing the door, beautful in it
A nigga jinxed so there's a urinal in it, on the belt do the usual
You know, double five, heading to l.i to buckle the
I die I want you speakers 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 man in the city, don't force the kid
I'm a gangsta once I cross the bridge and I yo wig
niggaz, don't fake for me
Cause for them cakes I'm in yo bakery
It's

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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 gray 5, dope in the
And enough coke to have these blocks open for
When I pop up, better head for the hills
Act up and you gon see how many heads'll get
Starter for war, dog I'm plenty of gunz
Niggaz come home to a bomb taped to they son
Bunch of violent niggaz taking your
Went from a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to live it up, get high and drunk till I
Type of that'll bag up yo girl and twist her
I got no love for these niggaz and bitch ass niggaz
Hatin me cause they they had it like me
I'm brooklyn and I'm glad to be (brooklyn!)
It's

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