Luyện nghe bài hát Montana Diary

Yo, pushin' a red Lex, screens in my headsets
So much beef, suprised I ain't dead yet
I keep mad heat, under my passenger seat, to the beef
It's so real, if I see you, I'm snatchin' ya peeps
It's on, nigga, whoever get hit first, is gonna kiss
My soldiers, blooded, vultures
flooded, on streets, we control hundreds
I drink coladas, but some of my roll blunted
Ya man froze when I up, I symbolize death
a cobra attack, your life fear(here) is over
Black you up, you never should of stepped(snuck) up
My cocked, suckers, scared to die, tough luck
Run, prepare to meet ya maker, no is you grimey
Motherfuckers fear(seein')
I burn insides like Henny, nigga, need a taster(chaser)?
Pray to gods, the(n) way ya odds, 'cause only he save ya
Motherfuckers, it's..

2X: Cormega]
The shit, the money and the power shit
Real recognize real, dough, I alot of it
My name, you it, niggaz analyze with(analyzing) me
Need to take a look inside the diary

Yo, I walk men that wanna be me, love that(and) wanna see me
Mega Montana, drama, I love, it
sleepin', I close my eyes and see my enemies
With reachin', so I awaken
Criminal thoughts, become
Yo, explanations, son, I need the safe combinations
Surrounded by in a major operation
acknowledge me, kingpin, replace ya(replacing) week(weak) men
Layin', sneakin'(Plans reaching) on the strength of leakin'
My destination reachin' the top, and puttin' in a cop
Who wanna care if my beat was runnin' fast
Yo, son, it takes a second for my gun to blast
Give me the world and in it
My enemies need(meet) an uzi a pearl finish
I live it, my life a(is) pure corruption, rememeber last words
I ain't the one to with, aiyo, I live..

2X]

You fuck with me, you fuckin' with the
The crime emperor, die because my mind sinister
I pack an automatic, of course(fours), to my status
'cause money bring power, and power bring
And it, got a mind, into bigger crime
I appear to my(epitomize gettin') mad dough, and no time
The money a nigga sour like lemon-lime
I'm gettin' mine, you gettin' yours, kid, a(where's the) nine
It's Montana, introducing
Bigger to get paid, rhyme distribution
And if a problem, I'ma find a solution
My face in the mirror, shows the eyes of the
Sky's the limit, the tenent(ride is tinted)
My life's so trife, I don't advise y'all, to try to live it
My vision of better living inspired me
To write the saga called the Diary
it back, son

2X]

To You By Errupt!on of sixshot.com