Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Around

[Fiend
My Lord, I'm in a bad again
First forgive me for my
Past, present, and
I eat in a couple days
All I'm to tell you
Is here, I see a oppurtunity to eat
It's niggas sleeping across the street
And I'm go get em' [gun

I was a on the ghetto blocks
In the end thangs trend thangs servin out them (baby)
but I know nobody
In this contest I got to somebody
Got a gun name
And he bout to put his on him
I wanna if he know I'm to put that gangsta lean on him (bzzzz)
to myself it's only for the worst if I miss him
When I'm none of you take it personal
Bustin' got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains
2 more got to go and I got the aim still
Don't blame
I said you was go bleed I greed
It was a matter of time before my mind it find
Proceed with 2 damn open it up like Keize Soza
Broke it off to a J'
For all the pay
My say a better day
And I that nigga
Money go make souls leave that

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

My mind already made that FIEND callin' the
(I'm the shots)
My nine already engrave we got the ride hot(horn honking)
It got to hot in my neighborhood
So I'm a minute and make the flavor good
understood
That this got to eat (I'm hungry)
So I'm a handle my bussiness on triflin' streets
My keeps
My at ease at all times
Along a blunt helps commit all crimes
My style the whole, put me into crack
My paper
Even though I did erase the (so what)
that
A survivor and robbin' for his
I want to guide the surviving
me
Next I done bought me some glocks
And teach my lil homies how to sell and bag rocks
I'm a beast some say I'm like Gotti
Mainataining my respect with my A-k
know karate
But I got some hands of
(slap slap I tell ya bout playin huh)
But baby in these streets kill or be killed
Murderous
to do what I gotta
Keys for 1-3 so I got a lot on the (come hollar at the collar)
Herion and
This shit go keep me in
I want money as my mattress and moet showers
deals go sour
That's why my gat on the
So want ya test the mother fuckin' baddest alive

x2]

I ain't to be fucking with I'm a Jones
to get it on for the throne
The dirt I did got me Capone
Blowin'
In revenge, for my partners and
many men
Some personal but mostly for
My
Be forgotten, survivors rotten
With the cocaine
I got the poppin'
up stragetted warfares
For my heirs,
I care
For that ? got me
niggas made it home
With there loss
I done toss those
Left in the (handle that)
The yard full with fuckers who died in the game
But a car full of died crying my name
Releasing like Charde
But in my way (my way)
Split a on the highway (highway)
it was my say (my say)
I died that day but GOD me finish my task
Hit the hash, grab all the and cash
And

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