Luyện nghe bài hát One Shot Deal

One shot deal, one shot, one
Hit you with the one skill
Bullets lift you up like you on the wheel
Feel I die when I'm poppin' on the pill
So real it feel, keep Cochran on my heels

Who the black and back out?
Now the MAC back out, just to blackout
Got the ROC on my back, SP on my
on the block slingin' P last name
Outta hot pink thangs Camron Range

The cowboy at work
I put ya niggaz in the dirt for one Dirt
Concealed won't jam or won't chirp
Catch you on my second
Fresh outta jail, ice gat to smirk

Bitches on the waste serve 'em
ROC Jay won't work?
Shit like we here, actin' like SP ain't here
How ya'll can't see that clear? Clear?
Yeah, slow all the way young scrapper

Pump ya brakes real fast, before ya
Crack ya head on the
I put ya body in a cast, keep my Shotty on
Hard heads don't get the until they see the flash

You ain't ballin', you pump till you found in ya trunk naked
Four pound to ya like, "Where the paper?"
B. Sig, cold crook, I trap paper like
When the hot water disappear when coke cook
Then resurface, its Sig. Berkowitz, I'm sick

Leave ass like Dama, Sig. heat that ass like sauna
Stretch ya out like recliner
Stretch my middle to your honor
Like, "Fuck the world", that's my persona, drama
Drop a buildin' Osama, you vagina

I know you wish you never met me like Carl
Try to forget me all silence
Fuckin' with a vet be, all
I'm not about the B, I'm all promise

"The Truth", position in the booth
As a scrap, I was vicious as a youth
a gat movin' pigeons in the Coupe
You was strapped, then positioned on the
strapped, put my pistol on shoot

Mac take ya "Juice" Bishop on the roof
I had ya pissin' in ya trunk a roof
hit ya chest like a blunt rolled loose
I'm that liquor nigga, 100 proof

I bring the storm, all you niggaz ya boots
Better yet, pull out ya strings, a noose
Hang yaself, a deuce, deuce
Bang like Cheddar Bob
I'm in the hood ST tall cat
Letter ISPCO, nigga

Yes I
Yes I
Matta
Yeah,
Bring it

Bring it back, me, Doc, blunted
Not from there, but I'm Most Wanted
Drop and roll, when my boil
Talk is greasy, tongue with oil

Streets is mine, check my flow
At
Bricks, two on the hip, for the sky
You and ya Burberry suit is alive
On top of the Empire, me to dive
Wee, there I go, no

Jackass like Knoxville, hot as
Chest hair is baboon, Redman rip the
I be the raw in ya nose
She be goin' to the bathroom, sniffin'
Like, "Oh shit, my man a joke"

I know, I be strapped with a 4, 4
And a Slim Jim to open ya Cadillac
In the Bricks you hear guns
Rat a tat,
Any nigga get X'ed out TicTacToe

Any bitch that know, Redman goin' the
We ain't tryin' to get for instance
When you bust baby, gon the insence
Pass me the rag, hop in the Jag
I stole out the with the pricetag
I this rhyme off 25 blunt drags
that sound leave a block hunchback

Killa House, prick
We ain't gon stop we "Rich bitch"
Holla back, Redman, Beanie
Killa