Luyện nghe bài hát Heartz Of Men

Hey
What I tell you,
When I come out of jail, was I gonna do
I was gonna diggin' into these niggas' chest, right
Watch
Hey Quik, let me get binoculars, nigga, the binoculars
Yeah nigga, to ride
Grab your bulletproof vest nigga 'cause it's gonna be a one
Now me and Quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on side
The real
Now, on this ride there's be some real motherfuckers
And gonna be some pussies
Now the niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches
The pussies are gonna be the niggas on the bleedin'
Now everybody your eyes on the prize 'cause the ride get tricky
See, you got some niggas on your side that say your friends
But in real life they enemies
And then you got motherfuckers that say they your enemies
But in real they eyes is on your money
See, the will say they true
But in life those niggas will be the snitches
It's a game, y'all
Y'all gotta be careful about who you fuck and who you don't fuck with
'Cause the shit get wild,
your mind on your riches, baby
Keep mind on your riches

9-1-1 an emergency cowards tried to murder me
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas of me
Shit, I'm legendary niggas scary and
Nothing more I than a liar
die
My mama told me I was a seed
Just a vicious motherfucker while these devils left me
I proceed to make shiver, when I deliver
Criminal lyrics from a wide mob figure
Thug niggas everywhere Mr. Makaveli
Niggas is waiting for some thug shit, what they tell me
So rumors but I'm infinite Immortal Outlaw
Switching up on you bitches like a southpaw you get left
And every breath I breathe until the moment I'm
Will be another moment as a 'G'
I rip the crowd, I start again
Eternally I live in sin until the that they let me breathe again

The of men
The of men

My lyrical verse was so much pain, to some it hurts
My guns and, if you ain't one of us, it gets worse
niggas get their eyes swoll
In fly mode, I'm a homicidal
And 5-0, get your lights on, the on
Tonight's gonna be a fucking fight, so we roll
My own homies say I'm
But I'm a G to this til the day I'm gone, that's
Ride by, bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well, out now
Throw up hands if you thugged out
First act up
First nigga drugged out
I can be a if ya let me
A if you do upset me
Tell the cops to and get me
Rip the crowd like a phone
Then start again, don't have no mutherfuckin' friends,

Look inside the of men
In the of men
In the of men

To all my niggas engaged in money in the fifty states
Keep mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitch
No longer living in fear, my pistol in hand
this is my year, like I'm the chosen man
Give me my and label me as a don
If niggas is having problems, smoke 'em, fire and
I died and came
I hustle these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
is in my spirit
I'm and not knowing
up, but still flowing
Energized and going
Uh, can it be
That makes a sick motherfucker
On these jealous ass coward 'cause they and fake
What it take?
Give me that bass line, I'm feeling
Death Row, baby, be alarmed
The Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again
Represent, 'cause I've sent

The of men