Luyện nghe bài hát Squeeze The Trigger

Rampage on stage,my crews in a
my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor
Remember
Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' as a quake
I can't live on bread and or lobster and steak
My mino's a riot gun,there ain't bigger
About to unload the ammo,"E" squeeze the

They say I'm violent,they should their T.V
They say I'm brutal,they should check P.D
You made me,now kids rave me
I rap about the that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody must
Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big
From the 60's to the nickerson "G"
Pueblos,grape street,this is I see
The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G
Life in L.A. no cup of ter

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I've dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my to the streets,took my hard knocks
Disrespected by snobs,damn near by mobs
Persecuted by squares workin' to five jobs
a panther I prowl ,like a lion I growl
Learn to see behind my back the head of an owl
I'm the voice of the youth,the prophet of
What I speak is though some
May say ruthless tactics are takin' by me to
People to life but I no fakin'
No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no
Say exactly whats up,understand what I'm
Ban me,try it,you might cause a
What the radio won't play,the underground supply it
I'm a MC that's loud not quiet
Radical as they make'em,make a rule I'll it
may say I'm wise,some may call my words lies
I've lived more in one day than they in their lives
But do respect the words I inject
Kick for realism and the truth I project
Because I bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like a knife
But the topic I love is the drama of
So don't diss me don't dare,I feel you care
You may think I'm soft but just unaware
Of the of the Ice enraged prepare
For a true

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Cops hate kids,kids hate cops,cops kid's with warnin' shouts
What is and what in not?what is justice?I think I forgot
We buy weapons to us strong
sends guns where they don't belong
The controversy is thick and the is strong
But no matter the lies we all know wrong
Homeless on the city streets
Waitin' to die nothin' to eat
While rich politicians soak their
In the pools at their ten million retreats
hate people for color of face
No one had a choice in the race we were
A brother in queens was beaten and
cold in the streets, a goodamn disgrace
Just of his race,his life went to waste
And no one went to jail when the court heard the
Justice or corruption?it's all
How can you swallow this?I can't stand the

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I get for illin',cold makin' a killin'
My pockets keep fillin',I got dollars to the
Got a in my floor,car got bullet proof doors
Every time I rock the mic I leave you wishin' for
Because my raps ain't bull,got cold stupid
You wanna eat my rhymes like candy,till your mind's over
But most MC's today got nothin' to say
"A" to the mother "K"

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