Luyện nghe bài hát First One Hit

[Amil &
Uh, Amil-lion, Sol
Coins, yeah
what, uh uh
Roc-a-fella,

Uh, uh, uh
Lyrical, blink your eye, the
Never saw me comin' but I sure you was warned
In a I run a gun high, I'm soundin' a horn
See my glarin', stunnin' runnin' by negative
When I see you shunnin', gimme I need it or I take it
Fuck game, pass the blame, ain't no to be fakin'
Motha-fuckas want to it to the point where I'm brakin'
Feel the wrath in the heart nigga, no mistakin'
Do away until the comin', follow the rain
In it goes, swallow pride you swallow my pain
the grain, feel my fire, don't you wish you was tame
Can't you say it, made it clear, em yellin' my name
Sol, play the cards I was dealt in the
Take it how you figure mini keep it, the flames
Basil, how you live it for it, nothin' the same
360, em after dark, knowin' I came
Stay wit me

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My bitches light it up, it stop
We gon' make it happen the last one drop
My niggaz light it up, it don't
In the new millenium, check no shit

My bitches it up, it don't stop
They gon' we ran when we let the guns pop
My niggaz light it up, it don't
one move be the first one hit

Something's about to off
lady, safety's come off
In tight situations we run off
Done off, the guns go off
Blaow, 'bout to light up
Quicker than cops write up
If it get to hectic then you get stuck
Locked and up
the key players still keep playin'
Never burn bitches cause you might need
Bust seven caps, stack the layers
Or the house by the mile before see
Suspects, the fuck next?
I double up tecks like I shuffle up
Move relationships for who cut checks
I want what I want, nothin'
yeah, Amil-lion, nigga what?

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Light it up, see me callin' bluff, knuckle up
Lightning struck when you thought you was
the fuck?
Try to put it harder than us
duck nigga, head stoned like it was puff
? run up
Let me you we ain't playin' in here
Times up, give it up, we gon' play on your
One up, two ahead, it perfectly clear
Sol, mother-fucker, switched it in gear

How you me now
A little feisty now
be mad 'cause I'm icy now
Just imagine what the be now
Whoa, I come wit, mouths drop
Got ya your teeth, poutin a lot
Wherever I bring it I crowd the
Amil-lion and Sol, ain't to stop

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[Amil &
right, uh

Sol
Major Coins the grain
Gaye, Desert Storm (yeah, what, uh)

For ass
85, uh-huh, uh

Uh

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