Luyện nghe bài hát Red Bandana

not!
blackwall
the
boy
charli baltimore (he a red bandana)

we are the black
free
mother fuckers! (he a red bandana)

on the front of dog (he wears a)
on the cover of the source you see (he a red bandana)
the whole world (he wears a)
every in the hood know (he wears a red bandana)
50 told the nypd (he a)
why you snitch on me and tell em (he wears a red bandana)
all the pirus (he wears a)
even my crip niggas know (he a red bandana)

1]
chea
dear god let me clense my soul/ throw all the rims and the gold/
o no I do that/ do I love god? True dat/ but I got a gun so move back/
im loco like 5 eses in the of chevelle ridin on low pros/
im a renegade ride with the 44/ been a gangbanger all my life, the popo/
I aint never been a cocky kid/ know they could kill me if they shot pac and
but I let my bandana hang/ in the city of we gangbang/
I move that and yayo/ way before I met 50, banks, buck and yayo/
ask eminem, even dr. dre know/ I put one in ten in the range rov/
used to push that rock like jay you better lay low when the ak blow/
or get and a halo/ run to the hood and tell em im the nigga they gotta pray for/
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I said run to the hood and tell em im the nigga they gotta pray for, lay low and low

on the front of murder dog (he a)
on the cover of the you see (he wears a red bandana)
the whole world knows (he a)
every nigga in the know (he wears a red bandana)
50 the nypd (he wears a)
why you snitch on me and tell em that (he a red bandana)
all the know (he wears a)
my crip niggas know (he wears a red bandana)

2]
chea
im a gangbanger dont get it up/ you aint never bang, you aint never laces chucks up/
so how the fuck you gon criticize me/ I aint the reason is bangin the nyc/
makin bullshit threats on the m.i.c./ I dont wake up in cold sweats when I
I live comfortably/ with a red rag around the 45 in case nigga try to come for me/
mad cause I started my own I dont know what the fuck niggas want from me/
except something for free/ before the dropped, you bitch niggas wasnt bumpin me/
and to some degree/ I gotta keep that 4-5th under me/ I run from beef/
its either cock back, squeeze, or be underneath/ im from the streets of (compton)
and my grandmother before I was multi/ wasnt raised right cause my parents was both high/
off cocaine, my introduction to the dope game came in 85 watchin soul train/
mama me I was the future, and one day I'll be fly like soul plane/
just dont bang/ but then, Id do anything for a jerri-curl and a gold chain/
niggas got something to say/ like they aint never bumped n.w.a./
punk niggas talk shit, but when they need hits they swallow their fucking and come runnin to dre/
niggas come to LA when they need to talk/ cause told everybody jesus walks/
bush more niggas in the towers then gangbanging ever did, thats why they need new york/

on the of murder dog (he wears a)
on the of the source you see (he wears a red bandana)
the whole world knows (he a)
every nigga in the know (he wears a red bandana)
50 told the (he wears a)
why you snitch on me and tell em that (he a red bandana)
all the pirus know (he a)
even my crip niggas (he wears a red bandana)

yeah fuckers
chuck
o you thought I forgot about that huh
im back to my roots
g-unit is
as a staff, a label, and a mother fuckin group
your cant sell
shoes are straight garbage
your suck!
chicken little killed you
*echos*
how you like it
I took yo
I aint doin no verse
imma just talk to you
like you do when you get mad at me cause you cant fuck with me lyrically fucker!!!
you gon do one of those sing song little poppy hooks
you like the rap linsey you fuckin faggot
write 8 bars me nigga
I do shit all day 50!
jackson
boo boo

black wall c. e. o. mother fuckas!
in stores december 26th
stop snitchin lyin the dvd in stores december 6th
its a tell all
wait my movie come out
im glad it aint on my life
with knock off 8 mile shit
you never be eminem mother fucker
you aint inclined enough to be jay-z, nas, b.i.g. or pac
and in the modern daytoday, tomorrow, week
you cant with the game nigga!
out