Luyện nghe bài hát Burn

It be a buck-fifty, chance of runnin' is infinity
Slugs leave niggas drugged like a chick slip the Mickey
I'm so on the low, it'd take a Seal to get me when I surface
If not chips to Benz is the

On your team, pull the curtain, a beautiful hurtin'
'Til my eyes see the blood, mean the creep start workin'
Niggas never learnin' that they eyes lurkin'
ya janitor pumpin' your X5 merkin'

Skid marks the street, your heart a beat
Beef? Nigga, overcook that
Get no sleep, only is in between the blink
My life was written in blood, permanent ink

instinct, R.I.P. 'em
Gotta think that 'coz forever I be needin' 'em
Plan flawless, mistakes, repeatin' 'em
love, some hate me, bitches in the head beatin' 'em
(So)

Niggas wanna ride by the all slow
(Oh)
We clap, motherfucker, a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin' when the mack blow, dead in my
And in the blink, watch how life pass you

What's wrong with motherfuckers, when will the learn?
Keep playin' with that fire and that ass is burned
Fuckin' semi-autos, one foot is in the grave
We givin' all of somethin' to be afraid of

What's wrong with motherfuckers, will the ever learn?
Keep playin' with that fire and that ass is gettin'
with semi-autos, one foot is in the grave
We givin' all of somethin' to be afraid of

Lemme tell you how it's goin' down, on now
Niggas used to love me, now they hate me now
I'm that same nigga with the tech, holdin' the spot
Except I'm pushin' a Lex, the top down

But wait, you don't I live a pop life now
That's hate, you could get popped now
Me don't play, I keep a gun my way
'Coz I'm a fuckin' drama king my nigga Kayslay

Sex, drugs, and murder all day
rules, guidelines and codes, we obey
Don't even trip, I.M.D., that I claim
Mobb Deep, nigga, ready to bang

Nigga don't think, shit stink, then hit the fans
So I don't slip, I'ma shit my gun in my hand
It's a thug thing, y'all wouldn't understand and
Y'all keep guns, we keep our shit

What's wrong with motherfuckers, when will the learn?
Keep with that fire and that ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-autos, one foot is in the
We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be of

You a bitch ass nigga, I had you
All they had was picture at the funeral
No casket, you be missin'
My jewels, my whip, my rims, we

My guns be the that'll make you blister
My mens, my Timbs'll stomp you
No shit, no clip, don't fuck us
no problem, I bring it to the best of them

From the old to the new and the of them
No love, just for ya body, dunn
Just pain, just sufferin' and worst then
You let me get my hands on you, so I'm advantage

And that shit that you pulled do me no damage
You don't know me but we 'bout to change that
that nigga up like a package
Fuck all them, nigga, all them fagots

wrong with motherfuckers, when will the ever learn?
Keep playin' with that fire and that ass is burned
with semi-autos, one foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all to be afraid of

What's wrong with motherfuckers, when the ever learn?
playin' with that fire and that ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-autos, one is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all to be afraid of

Yeah, QB, Mobb Deep,
(Yeah)
It's down, we're takin' over
Vita, gettin' dough
We don't call it for nothin'
(Murda, Murda, Murda)

I'll you on, Prodigy, Big Noyd, Havoc
Yeah, y'all see us, it ain't a game,
Oh, on, yeah, you see us