Luyện nghe bài hát 38

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I think they know the time

Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the
Heard they going for the thirty
I can't lie, man shit got me thirty-eight
Red hot, on
Glass pot, on
Red dot, on
Five shots, on

Ooh oh, boy's back
And he way to flashy, got my back
Nigga I just left the lot, I come to play
He pull me from my dealer tag, you trying to say
Know some doing ten, blame it on the yay
Clip hold a hundred, blame it on the K
Still the realest in it, these niggas CB4
This is a nigga records, and I'm the CEO
Got them stack and wide, like some Lego blocks
This ain't even my real home, this my Lego
You ever seen so much money in a duffel
as you open up the zipper, the bitch will double brag

I don't think they the time
Heard the streets up, I can see the sign
Heard they for the thirty straight
I lie, man that shit got me thirty-eight
Red hot, on
pot, on fire
Red dot, on
Five shots, on

I'm in that purple Lam', looking like some Sprite
Catchin' passes with them birds, that rowdy white
Where I'm from them things hot, and that talk is
And nobody hearing shit, cause they trying to eat
All they can eat, buffet
Nigga selling anything, wild
DB9 stupid grill, yeah overbite
Need me nine stupid deals, shit is overpriced
Got it vacuum up, that's the hide the scent
So that if they pull you over, smell it through the vent
If people hit them lights, I be a nervous wreck
When you fear nothing but the lights, now that's a nervous check

That black tee them nice hoodies
The ski is my uniform
You know I heard your homies don't like
If they the right I might go shootin' 'em for you
ya hickies out and you ok
Niggas took a stand on that case
Got murked out at a bird house
Shoulda seen the look on that ho
When we kicked the off the hinge
Niggas don't know walled out to win
Six deep when you catch a nigga 'sleep in the streets
Man I bet he won't doze off
Niggas a Chevy and blowed off the lid
Show a hundred pounds and balled off the
A hundred shots will hold off the picks
my homeboy Will get home off his bid
I'mma still do
Two Mossberg in the pickup
Everybody keep your cool cause if anybody
The bust shots tear your whole clique up
Niggas get out the ambulance lift up, lift off
in his ribcage, ripped off
Niggas tax 30 for the 36
I'd rather rob and steal than flip soft I'mma on, fire