Luyện nghe bài hát Return Fire

Brrrr stick 'em hahaha 'em...
Half one time stick 'em

You know how the fuck we do it,
Y'all remember old school shit, geah
Get 'em

Your block is mine back up
We run the whole world chips stack up (chin chin)
We've
in where we fit in since the old days
L.t.d.'s rode the o'jays
Gun place, crime place, one time
in the back - at the 70's coupe
Giving head a chicken plucked
niggas one bitch, everybody fucking
From my
Crack on the corner, packing, bailing my
Got a
Million reasons so it be's the killin season, moves the
As the bullets hit no names
Connects the dots echos the ghetto hot
Flies like an
Becomes the strap by the regal
Tinted
spin fast up out yo' set
Next right back to see who we can get
You want yo' chin (ping)
just gimme a car
We got yo' ass we see you r.i.p. on the wall
The way I'm livin don't no hail low
One I stay low
Want pay no compton, no no
Hit the round when we start
Out the back
they send the ? ? ? ? in (get up)
We niggas fo'
(boom)
We bust back (boom), the fire, get' em

Brrrrrrr stick 'em stick'em...
Half one time stick 'em

Bails twelve o'clock
Roam my with the glock
Keeps the nicely stash
From watch
the rocks
Dope makes my pay
Late hype to fiends so they walk this way
24 is the
And if you want that bomb shit come and with me
Killas with me
Two top (geah)
Cars deep from the a diploma
aroma
In a trauma center, slugs hit your body
Mentality's too when we leave the party
to clean ghetto way got yo' spot on quire
Shootin a sheriff, we wired so you not try it
In my life time I find a fuckin
To be paper down red bones weed
speed
A nigga commits to - cluck his
One time's to stop the paper chase fo' sho'
Oh no no escaping of the ghetto bird
As fly in fast the 5-0 swerve
Niggas need to listen: pay
For the on a mission
Niggas fo' hire the fire, geah

(chorus)

Feds closer
I'm
My girl touched me on my (wake up)
While I'm
They
No worry, the stash and ? ? ? ? ?
No assistance pick up the cash
Baby yo' head down low
Tear gas through the window, the floor
Grabs the mask - to the face, you the s-k clan
You grabs to two mill, the glock in my hand
gas make a nigga weaker
Feds much shit on the loud speaker
To the jeep
I heard she put to keep up
Told my baby duck down I'm about to sweep up
lotta niggas in my damn way
Guarantee to keep
This is day
my pay
Fast (geah)
fo' hire
Bust we return the fire (get 'em)

Half one time
'em
Eihthype one

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