Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, just spillin'
I aint a dead President but I love
They like "Game, ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no or no villa's
I've been lost in Compton some drug dealers
I the Relapse loved it, hit the block hugged it
Em still spit crack the oven is a muthaf-cker
But I aint it in years
Still survive like niggas threw me off the first
Still the gutta, spit the most butta
My album's got more than niggas at the Rucker
Who said I'll never go Platinum, never drop a
I park my shit at every strip club in
Peace to my T.I. for keeping a level head
Niggas I know after doing bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my see murder
Aint a street in my city you aint heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, black glocks, chrome
and we all fit OJ's
And I'ma keep name droppin' long as my poppin'
I mean long as the poppin'
All white knights, white Range, white pipes, in the concrete
the ?
I switch cars superhead switch stars
You why, cause I'm a crook bitch
F-ck ya bitch
I live life aint no money on my books bitch
I write the 16, you sing on the hook
Dickin' em out, cars I'm whippin' em out
gang bangin' since the first Pippen's was out

Me and my
Yeah thats right, my
All I need is my
So f-ck the gun as long as its

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Same as the big apple
Its for my New York niggas in the hood clappin'
I done through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and Harlem
Only money, never chase the stardom
Back to the law, thats how I a target
in every hood, bullet proof regardless
My got no feelings, hollows leave you heartless
Retaliation like tryna swim in the pit
I ever go at Nas, hell no
Will I go at Jay, I don't know
hittin em with pot shots
Ridin' round tryna figure out who got Pac
Cause that got BIG shot, try to take out LA like big shot
Chauncey Billups, for you niggas who don't understand it
You rap niggas like bitches, underhanded
It's like throwin soft balls at Derek
I it hood, never put money in parking meters
the f-ck the US government
I be on over shit
28 rims rubber shit
down the window f-ck with this
Roll up the endo, with this
Get it backward, yeah my that good
No more medical weed, to chronic
No Belvedere, Grey Goose and tonic
a nigga f-cked up with a mind state like
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you know the rate up

I hit a with the infra-red-red
thats right, the infra-red-red
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

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And I can pop a nigga a rooftop
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em that I'm a f-cking killer
like Ghost-face, no trace for the
When it come to the in the kitchen I'm a chef like Rae
Nas was like U-God, I'm like "nah you God", right to Rza as I'm lighting up the swisha
Pourin' out liquor for my niggas that was bigger than the ditches that they living
That was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with some cold
And you wonder why I walk around like my soul long, black on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, Travolta, I play both parts
Drive raggedy ass Bentely like its a go-kart
Aint been crazy since I learned how to dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, don't it like Lebron James headband
Empty out the on anybody but Redman
I and you can Blackout 2
But I got night vision on this muthaf-ckin

Yeah right, the infra-red-red
All I is the inferared-red
the gun as long as its infrared-red

Niggas know the f-ck it is everytime we do this shit
We do shit right, nigga
Yeah, shout out to for no reason at all
Cool n Dre my niggas, my brothers
Thats my for life nigga's