Luyện nghe bài hát Shootouts

Yo, what's in me
Besides the Henny, it's eyes that's seen
Fiends get as if Queens was a Craig Jenny
Instead of diet plans crack 200 grams
I a G-pack, peeping for where the D's at
It's slow, looking for Rambo, the cop who got
Back in the days, chasing through my project maze
cop he got a death wish
He run niggas until you breathless
Everyday he making ten arrests,
My check this, I know the bitch he rest with
I even blessed it, inspect it
(Already it Dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun)
Peep, he parked his Jeep in the of the slum
To check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, the blonde Caesar
Vetacini summer gear, she push the
I heard she brag 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 are foul
Speaking loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer
Fat ass dissolving, like cotton candy in a that's starving
Rock the same daily, like a soldier in my squadron
I she let Jake 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 know he 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 busted in the cop
popped one in his shirt
I grabbed the bitch by her tits, she 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
There's no way now, we can be treated like a slave now
Two in the dome, he's laid down, hey yo the bitch is now
She's in a snitch grave now

Shootouts is similar to Wild
Broad daylight, face to without a vest
You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the
Please God to save the life that the sold
See "It Was Written" but was never
Peep the jewels black man, it's better than gold
roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, fuck Jake, and shoot

Still on the streets with my peeps so
We threw a block for my man going up creek
To do his two to four, niggas love, from all around the board
Peace Lord, Sony Handi-Cam on
Pop a bottle, cause when you come we still got it sewn
We can watch the tape play back and zone
Film all the bitches, on the with ill extensions
We block the off, only crew cars can enter
Music was and it was crowded
Barbecued wings we fed the (gamble in the back) Killa shouted
And Frank tried to the bank loss, about what a Roley cost
Guzzled his drink, and off
He's a Big Will, used to krill, now he own the hill
take losing his cash, and I could feel
Something in the air yeah, returned with Pierre
A gun slinger, who niggas hadn't in a year
I usually be holding, 'specially this of weekend
And except for me had started reaching
They had gats in others faces, with kids
And around, Frank's only concern was his paper
My man Killa let off, half of them niggaz jet off
Police blitz quick, for that to set off
Running the static, it got me mad cause they a bunch of
Starting shit in my hood, I can't it
Yo High, get the 40-cali stainless, is still out
make it real and still make them niggas famous
Dip behind trees in and squeeze, dodge and weave
Hearing Jake retaliating, and Wiz was up the alley
We breeze, jump in the ride, heard died
Internal bleeding inside, and ain't back since ninety-five

Shootouts is similar to Wild
daylight, face to face without a vest
You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the
Please God to the life that the Devil sold
See "It Was Written" but was never
Peep the jewels black man, it's even better than
Niggas with iron, police roll in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, fuck Jake, and shoot