Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, white
No body, no casket, just blood
I aint a dead but I love millions
They "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh chillin'
But not on no or no villa's
I've lost 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 most gutta, the most butta
My album's got more game than niggas at the
Who said never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I park my shit at every strip 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 hood see
a street in my city that 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 long as the 'cane poppin'
All white knights, white Range, pipes, crack in the concrete
the ?
I switch cars like switch stars
You know why, I'm a crook bitch
F-ck ya bitch
I live life like aint no money on my books
I write the 16, you sing on the bitch
em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em out
Been bangin' since the first Pippen's was out

Me and my
Yeah thats right, my
All I is my inferared-red
So f-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

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Same colour as the big
Its for my New York niggas thats in the hood
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, bullet regardless
My glock got no feelings, hollows you heartless
Retaliation like tryna in the shark pit
Will I ever go at Nas, no
Will I go at Jay, I don't know
Stay hittin em with pot
round tryna figure out who got Pac shot
Cause that got BIG shot, nigga's try to take out LA like big
Thats Chauncey Billups, for you niggas who don't it
You rap like bitches, pitching underhanded
It's throwin soft balls at Derek Jeter
I keep it hood, never put money in parking
the f-ck the US government
I be on some over
28 inch rims shit
down the window f-ck with this
Roll up the endo, f-ck with
Get it backward, yeah my that good
No more medical weed, back to
No more Belvedere, Grey and tonic
Keep a nigga f-cked up a mind state like
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you know the crime up

I hit a nigga the infra-red-red
Yeah thats right, the
All I need is the
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 know that I'm a killer
like Ghost-face, no for the jakes
it come to the base 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 this liquor for my niggas that was bigger than the ditches 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, hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both
Drive this ass Bentely like its a go-kart
Aint been crazy since I learned how to dart
Run up on his muthaf-cking car, you a man
Nah, don't sweat it Lebron James headband
Empty out the clip on anybody but
I and you can Blackout 2
But I got night vision on muthaf-ckin infra-red-red

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

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