Luyện nghe bài hát Life Liquid

Blood in the streets, the what?
Blood in the streets
Blood in the streets, the what?
Blood in the streets

wit two precise niggaz, holdin' the right biscuits
There'll be a lot of cats out they life liquid
Niggaz who actin' this ain't Columbia Pictures
we throw two in yo' ass while you huggin' on your mistress

From Philly, where quick to mute you at
Cuckoo cats, twist your FUBU cap
black, two chicks to screw you at
Then they a pool stick where you doodoo at

While you checkin' on pagers, weapons in your faces
Shot blazin', cops off the pavement
Hoppin' out with gauges, for the occasion
We throw about eight in, the that you was raised in

Mouthin' off make you a loud patient
Achin', with arms in a alcohol basin
And while your brain's achin' I'ma your dame slavin'
and apron, over a flame bakin'

Niggaz take it for granted they layin' dead on the granite
Innocent get shot by standin'
better duck when you hear the cannon or y'all be checkin' for leaks
Niggas'll your blood spillin' in the streets

Niggaz take it for granted until layin' dead on the granite
Innocent get shot by standin'
Y'all shoulda when y'all heard the cannon, now you layin' deceased
Niggas'll leave blood spillin' in the streets

Can you feel it? can save ya
'Cause this is the of the infrared laser
And since I got time, I'm gonna do
Is show you how you can get by one too

I don't give a fuck, I just cock back and bust
With more arms than an octopus, as if one gun enough
I fuck around and eight out
Blast your face off or blow your out
Nigga, I'll you laid out

Then I pull the gat in my waist out, put it in mouth
And keep squeezin' the whole clip is sprayed out
Take the gun in my brace out, shoot you in the stomach
I see the last meal you ate drain out

Your face look out, I gut you like a trout
Scream my name out while I'm your rib cage out
Squeeze with the index, spray like a of Windex
Bullets buzzin' by your head like

From head to your mid-sec'
And I ain't even shoot you in the or your limbs or your dick yet
Your masculinity is questionable, you a homosexual
Just the thought of a woman lay next to you probably threatens you

You probably look at grapes and see
You probably about vegetables
Like cucumbers and havin' sex with you
And you probably let gerbils up your rectum too

Shame on you, I defecate on you and urinate on you
And some acid rain on you
I stop your with heat
You weak nigga, I'll leave your blood in the street

Niggaz take it for granted they layin' dead on the granite
bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all better when you hear the cannon or y'all be checkin' for leaks
Niggas'll leave your blood spillin' in the

Niggaz take it for granted until they layin' dead on the
bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all shoulda ducked when heard the cannon, now you layin' deceased
Niggas'll leave blood spillin' in the streets

Ayyo Journalist what you workin'
Old school with
big enough for you head to fit in the circle shit
What you holdin'

30 bullet banana
Just to handle the kick I gotta glue it to my hands and
We got to murder shit
We critically niggaz who deserve the shit, put 'em in a tourniquet

Bomb proof Suburbans with tires
So we can ride through the dirt with it, drive curbs with it
in it, even over slippery surfaces we can swerve in it
And crash into niggaz who don't they shit
Try stoppin' the dudes, you gotta be
Cockin' the tools that you out your socks and your shoes

leave you shoe less and keep shootin'
Look how much life liquid you losin', you a blood transfusion
In the back of a medic truck, in your neck and gut
While we holdin' our weapons up, I'm still reppin' Philly,

Blood in the streets, the what?
Blood in the streets
spillin' in the streets, the what?
Blood in the streets

Niggaz take it for granted until they layin' on the granite
Innocent bystanders get by standin'
(The what?)
Y'all better duck when you hear the or y'all be checkin' for leaks
(The what?)
Niggas'll your blood spillin' in the streets

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