Luyện nghe bài hát 211

Hey p man
Remember that shit year you was talking bout that
murder shit
Won't you kick more of that shit

1

Jumped out the chev mean at some sucker punks
King flashed the gauge, them hoes want no pub
So they smashed off hella
Why them hoes was leaving me and sonja c was some gangster shit
So put this up in your bra strap
And when we get inside this store keep your eyes up on them japs

c:
So get your up in the air trick
And break me off some cash cause sonya c's a trigger happy
So don't be talking fucking japanese
Understand it's a jack up the cash or you'll be swish cheese

p:
Touch the button and i'ma you bitch
Why you had to and make p get his dirty trick
And that'll be fucking more shit
c grab the tape cause we ain't leaving no fucking evidence
The next day the paper reads no

c:
Just a bunch of motherfucking japanese
p:
Jumped in the car and to the rich
Bonnie and clyde or should I say shit

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A 211
We needed cash we the liquor store

2

I'm chronicked out or should I say fucked up
? ? one g and three of us
I seen my face on the news and time to chill
But I can't cause I got too fucking bills
Grabbed my glock it had three bullets trick
But if I run out I ain't I'll choke a bitch
in the corner liquor store with my 44
Played it cool a snapple man fuck them hoes
He opened the I tried to do his ass
I ain't tripping cause the p wasn't wearing a
Blew out some chronic, no remorse
Told hoes get they ass on the figgety floor
the cash and my pistol still smoking
Left hoes like the raiders left oakland

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3

Cali g had the without no zig zag
Hold on partner I'm gone go get fucking zags
Now I'm off to the liquor
And just in it be some funk, I'm gone bring my 44
Now you the p don't take no shit
But this arab started me
Like I was gone steal shit
He was so I had to think quick
Put my 44 to the of this bitch
Drop your pistol or she's man
put your hands up in the air
Lets play a little fucking
Simon say the register hoe
His bitch looked it good so I told her to my 44
He got jealous tried to jump I hit him the pump
Put more cash in my pockets than trump
And I'm off to the real fast
Got damn, forgot zig zags

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-alright you inmate o 652
Get your ass in that cell boy
-damn, now y'all crime do pay
But you don't get away