Luyện nghe bài hát Shootouts

Yo, release in me
the Henny, it's eyes that's seen plenty
Fiends get skinny as if Queens was a Jenny
Instead of diet it's crack 200 grams
I pump a G-pack, peeping for the D's at
It's slow, for Rambo, the cop who got grazed
Back in the days, chasing niggas through my project
That cop he got a wish
He run behind niggas until you
he making ten arrests, shit
My nigga check this, I the bitch he rest with
I even blessed it, inspect it
(Already checked it Dunn, his ankle you could see his gun)
Peep, he parked his in the back of the slum
To check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, the blonde Caesar
summer gear, she push the two-seater
I she brag about the way he eat her
A Irish man short slim a tan, they say he laced her cheeba
She do be looking weaker, now her teeth are
Speaking loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer
Fat ass dissolving, like cotton in a mouth that's starving
Rock the gear daily, like a soldier in my squadron
I heard she let investigate from her window
Cause she's a nympho, sucking dick and up info
So now set up, her and the beast to get wet up
I he vest up, we blazing from the neck up
(Yo let me knock first) Soon as he open it your glock
They had the chains on, son hit the lock
We in the cop jerked
Jungle one in his shirt
I the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she Earth
We saw the cameras, recorders, and the monitors
They us (Nas yo he survived one from the fo'-five)
Pull his shades down, they his last days now
no way now, we can be treated just like a slave now
Two in the dome, he's down, hey yo the bitch is saved now
She's in a snitch grave now

is similar to Wild West
Broad daylight, face to without a vest
You know the episodes, thugs the spectacles
God to save the life that the Devil sold
See "It Was Written" but was told
Peep the jewels black man, it's better than gold
Niggas roll with iron, police in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and

Still on the streets my peeps so deep
We threw a party for my man going up creek
To do his two to four, niggas show love, from all the board
Peace Lord, Sony on record
Pop a bottle, cause when you home we still got it sewn
We can watch the play back and just zone
Film all the bitches, on the benches with ill
We block the streets off, only crew cars can
Music was loud and it was
Barbecued wings we fed the (gamble in the back) Killa shouted
And Frank tried to stop the loss, about what a Roley cost
Guzzled his drink, and off
He's a Big Will, used to krill, now he own the hill
Couldn't losing his cash, and I could feel
Something in the air yeah, Frank returned with
A gun slinger, who niggas hadn't seen in a
I be holding, 'specially this type of weekend
And everyone except for me had reaching
They had gats in each others faces, kids
And grandmothers around, Frank's only concern was his
My man Killa let off, half of them fake jet off
Police blitz quick, waiting for to set off
Running the static, it got me mad cause they a bunch of
Starting shit in my hood, I have it
Yo High, get the stainless, Jake is still out
Let's make it real and still make niggas famous
Dip behind trees in fatigues and squeeze, dodge and
Hearing Jake retaliating, and Wiz was up the waiting
We breeze, jump in the ride, heard died
Internal bleeding inside, and ain't been back ninety-five

Shootouts is to Wild West
Broad daylight, face to without a vest
You the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles
Please God to save the life that the Devil
See "It Was Written" but was told
Peep the jewels black man, it's better than gold
Niggas roll with iron, roll in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, Jake, cock and shoot