Luyện nghe bài hát D - X - L

Holiday
Bitch, I get you shot in the head or in the neck
If I ain't gettin' respect
I care if you rap, I still spit in your grill
I don't give a fuck, have, never will

If it ain't on your hip, then lookin' to die
I ain't tryin' to be the nigga gonna look at the sky
Ask God why I'm broke, bitch, I'm the pie
We all gon' die, or later, matter of time

My niggaz sell crack, with a package of
Hundred or more, in of the store, waitin' to bubble
Brand new nine, and an in a bubble
I put sixteen ya neck, I love my set

Niggaz think they a thug, thug to death
(Uh-huh)
'Cause the P gonna squeeze till no slugs is
(What)
You know I'm good with a of 'dro, gun and an O
You think your shit butter? Hop in of this toast

Yo, aiyyo,
I say what I want, fuck what y'all think is
And I hate cops, 'cause most y'all was in school
No pussy gettin' niggaz to cuff the God
Play Sheik out in the yard, but that shit too

My dough too long, nowadays my too strong
What y'all in a year, I kick that for a song
Check my car, I don't care, I play fair
Keep some shit in the stash box, get me the chair

And it buck shot and the blast is hard to hear
I'm a true thug nigga, it straight to your crew
Small yell I rap, I'm basically talkin' to you
You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my

I'm tryin' to leave my kids some real fuckin' change I die
From rappin' or tellin' cat to reach for the sky
I'm that hunt down nigga, with the four nigga
Bounty hunt your whole till my bullets go through, what?

Yo, yo, yo, yo all I need is a big gun and a Coupe crazy quick
A nice house with rooms, maybe six
A where money is coming, eighty bricks
Break 'em to all twenties, is a crazy flip

Bet you even felt the heat
Till I put the M1 to your waves and melt the grease
help niggaz, niggaz don't help the streets
Y'all use beats for help, we the beats

Who want it with me? Who want it with Who want it with P?
If I say so myself, it's a wonderful
Be in the hood with all jewels in the glove box
Same niggas rob you love L.O.X.
(Uh)

All of burners, even snub glocks
(Uh)
Nice size tecs you could carry in sweats
(Uh)
Find your man dead in the of a car
(Uh)
It's Jada responsible for breakin' heart
(Uh)
Uh

Creep through the
For some of y'all rappers, that's mighty
Me the Security? Protectin' my body? I let my shotty
Put chill pills in brains, bullets Tylenol
Make niggaz from the blood loss, got 'em noddin' off

And take casket naps, fuck that you never let this bastard rap
All I is cold winter, hot slugs through your snorkel
No parents, tale from my no morals

Raised in the wrong era, with no
So you dyin'? It's no problem, no
Drag's fire, so ya hamburger I french-fry 'em
To drag done ate food

Like I know to raise your dukes so guard your up
barrels, but shit, I spit-bubble your skin up
Drag scorch niggaz for but season 'em well
I brag I let the streets tell po'-po' now you see he fell

Uh, uh, now you
Know my name means when you hear it in the streets
(Uh)
Y'all bitches fear it you weak
You wanna hear it? I it speak
(What?)
You ever bust a gun, but there's a lot of greasy talkin'
(Uh-huh)
What the science behind son?
(I know)
A lot of easy

I shit down got down kick down shot down
(uh,uh, uh, uh )
Ain't tryin' to talk about I got now, but I got now
(What)
I never sold a brick, I done stuck niggaz up
(C'mon)
And for talkin' too much I done fucked niggaz up
(Uh)

It can get "Dark" for real, and I you already know that
(Uh-huh)
Well think about it with the brick in your hand before you that
Now don't act, actin' might get you rollin'
With what you ain't to handle
(Uhh)
All that's of your memory, is a candle
(Woo!)

It happens fast nigga, to bitch ass niggaz
Talkin' reckless behind your back, kiss ass niggaz
(Uh)
the rap shit to the street shit, I keep shit tight
Let them cats spit weak shit
(What)
I'm dog for life,

They gon' need extra guns and extra
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ryde)
They gon' need extra jails and extra
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra and extra glocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra and extra watches
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ryde)

They gon' need guns and extra blocks
(They Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need jails and extra cops
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
gon' need extra pits and extra glocks
(They Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
gon' need extra chains and extra watches
(They Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)