Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Sheisty's

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
me out, yo
is J 'Sug', yo
I you been around the world, man
I don't fuck wit' the sheisty
I don't fuck wit' the hoes
I done did it all,

Yo, what make a scared man pull a trigga'?
The same thing that make a scared man act
The same thing that me grab my tec and empty quicker
rush, on the hush
You will die fuckin' us
Vacant lot is my and In my team I trust
So don't talk about them things if yo' things don't
I knew a guy you, his name was Filipe
Had me on 3-way the D.A.
Tryin' to find out where we
So on my 24th b-day I'm up in V.A.
He don't my guns turn commotion to slow motion
Then from slow to no motion
Run up in the place he hip
Spit shots in, droppin', if I get caught, get Cochran
And give Pedro my pesos so he snitch while I lay low
For 'bout a or two
Come like peek-a-boo, you see me, I see you
And if you talk, you be in ICU

Yo, yo, this
I know you know a brotha's that sheisty
Like I a hundred brotha's that's real
But I think it's time you how we chill

1 - I been a hundred places and nothin' excites me
Hit a hoe's and none of them wifey
For every thousand that me
A hundred don't me
So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of the

We the niggas the homicides
And got the most traumatized
And how they actually sat and watched they mama die
But don't worry about it, you
Just had to get her
'cause she was the one that gave
And we can't have no more in the earth
I hate to be the last nigga to turn off your
Without usin' a switch, and you in a ditch
Ya don't fit, 'cause niggas could still see ya kicks
So do you really wanna take risk?
So unball ya fists 'cause I'm always a step ahead of
You ball ya fists, I back
You a swing and you got that
And what they gon' mop at
gun is from a foreign land
I don't why it got it in my hand
And I'm gonna get off every
I don't if its automatic or semi
If I payed 300 flat, that means I'mma send a hundred cats
If 300 attack, but it hafta be an exact
I'm get the gatts and get 'em all in one house, and run out
And some on the grass, and spit on it
And back to a pile of ash

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Yo, yo, yo, a hundred sheisty, a hundred and
We up inside the 18-wheeler
A drug dealer with cash, but so as
To get his stash would be no task with no
to get you hot and blast, than fast
My infared beam is on yo' ass, my is on yo' ass
and schemin' on yo' ass
That bitch you came wit' stay on her ass
Put three on her ass 'cause nigga, we the cash
Harlem World niggas got G's in the
No asked, time will tell, Heaven or hell
You wanna be the nigga who be catchin' the shell
Meeno, and then I be, be the to prevail
So when you pray, Jesus how you wanna be helped
MuthaFucka!!!!

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