Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Around

[Fiend
My Lord, I'm in a bad situation
First forgive me for my
Past, present, and
I ain't eat in a days
All I'm trying to you
Is here, I see a oppurtunity to eat
It's them niggas across the street
And I'm go get em' shots]

I was a on the ghetto blocks
In the end thangs trend thangs out them rocks (baby)
Quanties but I nobody
In this contest I got to somebody
Got a gun Scottie
And he to put his beam on him
I wanna if he know I'm bout to put that gangsta on him (bzzzz)
Thinkin' to it's only for the worst if I miss him
When I'm cappin' none of you take it
Bustin' got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains
2 more got to go and I got the aim still
blame this
I said you was go when I greed
It was a matter of time before my it find speed
Proceed with 2 slaves open it up like Keize Soza
Broke it off to a J'
For all the pay
My say a better day
And I believe nigga
Money go make souls that nigga

x2]
You see I don't fuck around I even have to say
all the G's around my way
Know that I play (nigga)

My mind already made that callin' the shots
(I'm the shots)
My already engrave we got the ride that's hot(horn honking)
It done got to hot in my
So I'm a chill minute and make the flavor
It's
That this got to eat (I'm hungry)
So I'm a handle my on these triflin' streets
My keeps
My at ease at all times
with a blunt helps commit all crimes
My brangin' the whole, put me into crack
My paper
Even though I did the black (so what)
that
A survivor and robbin' for his
I want to guide the surviving
me
Next I bought me some plastic glocks
And teach my lil homies how to sell and bag these
I'm a beast some say I'm just Gotti
Mainataining my respect my A-k shottie
know karate
But I got hands of steel
(slap slap didn't I tell ya bout huh)
But baby in streets it's kill or be killed
Murderous
Ready to do I gotta
Keys for 1-3 so I got a lot on the collar (come at the collar)
and powder
This go keep me in power
I money as my mattress and take moet showers
deals go sour
That's why my gat on the
So ya come test the mother fuckin' baddest alive

x2]

I ain't to be with I'm a Jones nigga
Born to get it on for the
The I did got me named Capone
Blowin'
In revenge, for my partners and
Murdered men
Some personal but mostly for
My
Be forgotten, actin rotten
With the cocaine
I got the champange
up stragetted warfares
For my heirs,
I don't
For ? got me scared
Somewhere niggas it home
With there souls
Heads I done those
Left in the (handle that)
The yard full with mother who died in the game
But a car full of died crying my name
pain like Charde
But in my way (my way)
Split a blunt on the (highway)
it was my say (my say)
I died that day but GOD told me finish my
Hit the hash, grab all the and cash
And

[Chorus end]