Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, blood spillin'
I aint a dead President but I millions
like "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no or no villa's
I've been in Compton with some drug dealers
I bought the loved it, hit the block hugged it
Em still crack the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I aint seen it in
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 go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I park my shit at strip club in Atlanta
Peace to my nigga T.I. for a level head
Niggas I know flip doing bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my see murder
a street in my city that you aint heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, glocks, chrome slugs
and we all fit OJ's
And I'ma keep name long as my name poppin'
I mean long as the poppin'
All knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the concrete
the ?
I switch cars superhead switch stars
You know why, cause I'm a bitch
F-ck ya bitch
I live life like aint no money on my bitch
I write the 16, you on the hook bitch
em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em out
Been bangin' since the first Pippen's was out

Me and my
thats right, my infra-red-red
All I is my inferared-red
So the gun as long as its infrared-red

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

I hit a nigga the infra-red-red
thats right, the infra-red-red
All I need is the
the gun as long as its infrared-red

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And I can pop a nigga from a
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em that I'm a f-cking killer
like Ghost-face, no for the jakes
When it come to the base in the I'm a chef like Rae
Nas was U-God, I'm like "nah you God", right next to Rza as I'm lighting up the swisha
out this liquor for my niggas that was bigger than the ditches that they living
That was put in by the triggers, they some niggas some cold hearts
And you wonder why I walk like my soul long, black hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both
Drive this raggedy ass Bentely its a go-kart
Aint been crazy since I how to throw dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, don't sweat it like Lebron James
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 need is the
F-ck the gun as long as its

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