Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the people swarming
Three in the morning I jumped out my cab "Fuck,
Niggas is buck," bloodshed, the tapes red
I heard some whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I puffed the lilla, just I hit the scene for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm down at the fella
Shit's pushed in, ambulance placed him on cushion
His had a stare 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 in time yeah, cell to cell suspect ass nigga you fell
First locked in crime stop my mind blocks the frail
Bursting blasting at forty cal shell, split your dry cell
My niggas snitch why tell
We with no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and equities
be the death of me

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

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

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

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

It justifies, Nas Escobar's leaving shit
Mega live, like the world
Decipher my make him a believer
Jim stars, words in my mic type receiver
Bond is my life so I live by my
Never fraudulent Queens bridge don't no herbs
Spread my name to deacons, while they speaking
Rebel to America civilization you sleeping