Luyện nghe bài hát 211

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

1

Jumped out the chev mugged at some sucker punks
King the gauge, them hoes didn't want no pub
So they off hella quick
Why them hoes was leaving me and c was plotting some gangster shit
So put nine up in your bra strap
And when we get inside this liquor store keep your eyes up on them

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

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

c:
Just a of dead motherfucking japanese
p:
Jumped in the car and backed to the
Bonnie and or should I say gangsta shit

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A 211
We needed cash we robbed the store

2

I'm getting chronicked out or I say fucked up
? ? one g and it's of us
I seen my face on the news and it's to chill
But I can't cause I got too fucking bills
my glock it only had three bullets trick
But if I run out I ain't I'll choke a bitch
Walked in the corner liquor store 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 wearing a mask
out some chronic, showed no remorse
Told them hoes get they ass on the figgety
Snatched the cash and my pistol still
Left them hoes like the left oakland

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3

Cali g had the without no zig zag
Hold on I'm gone go get some fucking zags
Now I'm off to the store
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 steal some shit
He was strapped so I had to think
Put my 44 to the head of bitch
your pistol or she's dead man
Slowly put hands up in the air
Lets play a little game
Simon say open the hoe
His bitch it good so I told her to suck my 44
He got jealous tried to I hit him with the pump
Put more in my pockets than donald trump
And I'm off to the freeway fast
Got damn, forgot cali's zig

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-alright you inmate o 652
Get your ass in that cell boy
-damn, now know crime do pay
But you always get away