Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, white
No body, no casket, just blood
I aint a dead but I love millions
They "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no islands or no
I've been lost in Compton some drug dealers
I the Relapse loved it, hit the block hugged it
Em still spit the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I aint seen it in
Still survive like niggas threw me off the first
Still the most gutta, spit the butta
My album's got more game niggas at the Rucker
Who said I'll never go Platinum, never drop a
I my shit at every strip club in Atlanta
Peace to my T.I. for keeping a level head
I know flip after doing bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my hood see
Aint a street in my city that you heard of
up on the block, no love, black glocks, chrome slugs
and we all fit OJ's
And I'ma keep name droppin' long as my name
I long as the 'cane poppin'
All white knights, Range, white pipes, crack in the concrete
the ?
I switch like superhead switch stars
You know why, cause I'm a crook
ya book bitch
I live life like aint no money on my bitch
I write the 16, you sing on the bitch
Dickin' em out, cars I'm whippin' em out
gang bangin' since the first Pippen's was out

Me and my
Yeah thats right, my
All I need is my
So the gun as long as its infrared-red

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Same colour as the big
Its for my New York niggas thats in the hood
I done been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and
chase money, never chase the stardom
Back to the law, how I became a target
in every hood, bullet proof regardless
My glock got no feelings, leave you heartless
Retaliation like tryna swim in the pit
Will I ever go at Nas, no
Will I ever go at Jay, I know
Stay em with pot shots
Ridin' round tryna figure out who got Pac
Cause that got BIG shot, nigga's try to take out LA like big
Thats Chauncey Billups, for you who don't understand it
You rap niggas bitches, pitching underhanded
It's like throwin balls at Derek Jeter
I keep it hood, never put money in parking
like the the US government
I be on over shit
28 inch rims shit
Roll down the window f-ck with
Roll up the endo, f-ck with
Get it backward, yeah my shit that
No more medical weed, to chronic
No Belvedere, Grey Goose and tonic
Keep a nigga f-cked up a mind state like
Dont get ya f-cked up, you know the crime rate up

I hit a nigga with the
Yeah thats right, the
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

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And I can pop a from a rooftop
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em that I'm a f-cking killer
Ghost-face, no trace for the jakes
When it to the base in the kitchen I'm a chef like Rae
Nas was U-God, I'm like "nah you God", right next to Rza as I'm lighting up the swisha
Pourin' out this liquor for my niggas that was bigger the ditches that they living
was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with some cold hearts
And you wonder why I walk like my soul long, black hoody on
Writin' like Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both parts
Drive raggedy ass Bentely like its a go-kart
been crazy since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, sweat it like Lebron James headband
Empty out the on anybody but Redman
I and you can Blackout 2
But I got night on this muthaf-ckin infra-red-red

Yeah right, the infra-red-red
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as long as its

Niggas what the f-ck it is everytime we do this shit
We do this right, nigga
Yeah, shout out to for no reason at all
n Dre them my niggas, my brothers
Thats my family for life