Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Known

Laid up this skinny chick, Balley's with the Henny mix
My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't me since '96
he blew trial for them 3 attempts
Street events, Feds on the sweet, but you see me

Chill a lot, niggaz wanna know if I'm or not, kill or not
If I'm holdin' it what kind of I got
False alarms, tattoos all my arms
Bail bonds, a while almost lost my moms

Check that, taking this you can bet that
No set backs, on niggaz wit out the Exlax
Ice showin', Polo all whit glowin'
Blunted, Suzuki 600, Riech's blowin'

Headline niggas, Fed niggas
Crime street worth 9 figures

a war now, hard to the core for sure now
Raw style, four fours to door now
Doe chasin', in the race slow pacin'
Temptation, send a bitch to your face in

rollin', handsome nigga's hands golden
Stand chosen, pockets on my swollen
Pleed the Fifth, niggas don't need to riff
Automatic shit, for fakin' that's what you get

Out of thirty men, know twenty worthy men
Ten is friends, the other ten'd turn me in
Phone tapped, in Brooklyn, hold my own gat
Unknown traps keep jail niggas back

Time tickin', young shorty flippin'
Blind addiction turn a from a fine Christian
Streets ruined sneaky shit niggas keep doin'
Snakes, that's why I hand shake and keep

World supremest, cook Coke a chemist
But it's finished, a little jail time me replenish
Thank God, almost bagged a rape in '86
That's what I get fuckin' a bitch

Rough life, wounds, cuts, and bites
Is dice, I guess I was to touch mics
Borciase, my words spreads tribes
Who live? Made for the up in your ride