Luyện nghe bài hát Caine House

So I told you I hang out
Ya got some then
my name out
man me an you
Runnin up out the house
just for you I blow his brains out
I his brains out
Ill blow his mutherfuckin out

So I told you where I out
Ya got sellin then
Haller my out
man me an you
Runnin up out the cain
Nigga just for you I blow his out
I his brains out
Ill blow his mutherfuckin out

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Two of my got killed
From the point tips
Cepts it looks hell
point five million
From those sells
Gang signs thats
two hours incarcerated
All becouse my hood floss bloody
On the
That hater shit
Is brings that type of drama
What a need to start doin
Is just kidnappin mama
Catch me in the game for 8
So watch my nigga catch
In the middle of the
Seein smoke pipes
Dub sacks an
Helps me deal these phonies
sellin for g's that I stack
From the back to
I got with l's on they backs
Who through the crack
And hidin under they mattress
Where you
When will you
When glocks
To pop cops
Makes a mil of blocks
Ride in tops
Be with g-nocks
trust those bitches
They to squish and let em squeel
Go and trust em
You'll have no money screamin
To tha ba-bang
The reflections like solo
Hold on like en
Put out endo
Let down the
to our set
Seventeen to mix with the
Lettin em know at the do' the full clip
When you at me
That nigga
steady runnin
The gun
To keep the off that lay low
Got on the pay roll
That'll when I say so
Three
It gets so
On warnell to no one
Sometimes it to the point i
Cock my ho's see what I'm

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The lord is
Thats why my
Has this livin hell
For the thug up on the street
And to the prison
use is what
They caught me with a
An do got probable cause
never did take no time
Steady use of
Took another brothers man
They choose time
Up the bench
say it's all good
But I was
Didnt know any
Although I did comp out the
Fly to a brotha seven
Years of prison
My hommies pourin
I guess henny
be life of what a thug lives
My only
wont be my last
But heres a tip for these
Next time I'm out with a blast
So if you look up in this man's
of straight madness
Ready to you down
the ground
For all my teachers
Give souls up
If showed up
hold up
We do or die
And you we
Straight

Nigga I got your
You got
Lets keep it
Throw your in the air
Uh-uh no time for
They'll miss the
Its do or die
we ride out
Niggero you
leave the scene
And go and out
An miss the
Trippin an
get to dippin
Mutherfuck die
Becouse he
About my hommie
head and a broke jaw
Fuck
My nigga you an gone
But you better
Im bustin
got no time
For
Who wanna trip
You broke his jaw
You broke my law
So now I to dip
Now
Up on ass
With nine milla
You fuckin with a ho
You fuckin a po
That be a killa
My dead an gone
So rest in peace an his casket
Thiers plenty chances
If it ten years
I swear ill kill this
To war zone that chrome
Plus the clip that
Retalliation is a
why I'm kickin asses
These bhn straight be trippin
Cus the hood I from
Thats why I'm
be jackin
Cus these ho's want none
get along
Keep mo
Im player rythem
Got niggas on the
Whose bitin
By negatism
I got my
Off of
to try it out
What me do it
It was hood I ride out
From or south
To the to the west
Who rolls the
So fuck your
His ass die
When I this tec

To niggas in the pen
Who got up for this bullshit
Yea pullin triggas fo' figgas
Thats it them loyal to this game
And some of niggas ain't your hommies
The niggas you think are your are not your hommies
So when you look behind back
That mutherfucker might be a knife stabbin you
So you watch shit
Its
About that pen
To the niggas on the an in the pen yea