Luyện nghe bài hát Suicide Bounce

Ay fellas, I think you might
S-sneak your ratchet in here for one
Ay ladies, put petroleum jelly on your face
Yo nas, we got a big bet in the streets that you
They ass out in the first 30 seconds of the round, get 'em

up drunk, shufflin' thoughts
Got but I'm lost
Losin' what a nigga still hustlin' for
My seed is straight, the fam is
Idle get the man in trouble
When wifey tourin', my get borin'
to remember all types of torment
The Devil's callin', but I answer

Mom passed cancer, leavin' behind
Two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9's
Next to me in the phantom, who
Big screen documentaries of Adi
Gotta, try to stay from creeps
With they bullshit, tryin' to put me back in the

War stories,
Where feds be layin' from a dreadful
Body viewing's at the
Nigga sit in his Ferrari, no casket
With his eyelids still open, kinda spooky
watch on, the suit Gucci

I'm the standard
But just mar-salis than Bradford
Thinkin' you're too rich, they gun ya
ya 'cause of they hunger, but you fuckin' with hunters
Camoflauged in black that dump clips
'Cause real niggaz die dumb shit
Camoflauged in hoods that dump clips
'Cause real die over dumb shit

Fight, fists, dance,
Suicide, bounce,
Ice, whips, cash,
yo' big ass, momma
Fight, fists, dance,
Suicide, bounce,
Ice, whips, cash,
Watch yo' big ass,

To your structure, Nas is dangerous
the antithesis, the opposite
Twitchin' shit, all up in body language
muggin' your bitch, 'cause she leans over
To closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin'
"Nas is and nas is that"
Your eyes go front, your eyes go
Surprised I'm at the same place be at

It's obvious you don't how I react
Like I don't where the party's at
You're foamin' at the mouth, breath
Like a arrest, but I ain't impressed
'Cause the fact is, y'all don't want it
Two to the head, fo' to the
more security 'cause I come off
Anywhere at you scary cats

If you dare squeeze back, guns rain
A thousand times harder than when I first came, not relentless
Y'all and y'all just forgot about the consequences
Not a jail but see the nigga you feed'll
it to dude that kick it to me
We possess, the recipes for death, 'cause jealousy
Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella
I know a kid throw shit in your food
And say, "That's the way you kill a man, the shooting"

Fight, fists, dance,
Suicide, bounce,
Ice, whips, cash,
yo' big ass, momma
Fight, fists, dance,
Suicide, bounce,
Ice, whips, cash,
yo' big ass, momma

You in my face, secretly I know, you want my place
You waitin' on me to choke, don't a nigga to breathe
come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me
But before I let it happen them guns gon' start
And y'all gon' rest in peace, 'cause is the recipe
Before I let it them guns gon' start clappin'
And y'all rest in peace, 'cause death is the recipe

Suicide, bounce,
Suicide, bounce,
Suicide, bounce,
Suicide, bounce,