Luyện nghe bài hát Shootouts

Yo, what's in me
Besides the Henny, it's eyes seen plenty
Fiends get skinny as if was a Craig Jenny
Instead of plans it's crack 200 grams
I pump a G-pack, peeping for the D's at
It's slow, looking for Rambo, the cop who got
Back in the days, niggas through my project maze
cop he got a death wish
He run behind niggas you breathless
Everyday he making ten arrests,
My nigga check this, I know the he rest with
I blessed it, forty-dash-ten inspect it
(Already checked it Dunn, near his ankle you see his gun)
Peep, he parked his in the back of the slum
To check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, the blonde Caesar
summer gear, she push the two-seater
I she brag about the way he eat her
A Irish man short with a tan, they say he laced her cheeba
She do be looking weaker, now her teeth are
loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloud
Fat ass dissolving, like cotton candy in a that's starving
Rock the same daily, like a soldier in my squadron
I heard she let Jake investigate her window
Cause a nympho, sucking dick and coughing up info
So now it's set up, her and the to get wet up
I know he vest up, we blazing from the up
(Yo let me knock first) Soon as he open it your burst
They had the chains on, son hit the first
We busted in the cop
Jungle one in his shirt
I grabbed the by her tits, she tried to say she Earth
We saw the cameras, tape recorders, and the
They eying us (Nas yo he one from the fo'-five)
Pull his shades down, seen his last days now
There's no way now, we can be treated just like a now
Two in the dome, he's down, hey yo the bitch is saved now
She's living in a snitch now

Shootouts is to Wild West
Broad daylight, face to face a vest
You know the episodes, thugs the spectacles
Please God to save the life that the Devil
See "It Was Written" but was never
Peep the jewels black man, it's even better than
Niggas roll with iron, roll in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, Jake, cock and shoot

Still on the streets my peeps so deep
We a block party for my man going up creek
To do his two to four, niggas show love, from all around the
Peace Lord, Handi-Cam on record
Pop a bottle, cause you come home we still got it sewn
We can watch the tape play back and just
Film all the bitches, on the benches with ill
We block the streets off, only crew can enter
Music was loud and it was
Barbecued wings we fed the fiends (gamble in the back) Killa
And Frank tried to stop the bank loss, about what a Roley
Guzzled his drink, and off
He's a Big Will, used to slang krill, now he own the
Couldn't take losing his cash, and I could
Something in the air yeah, Frank returned with
A gun slinger, who niggas hadn't seen in a
I usually be holding, 'specially this type of
And everyone for me had started reaching
They had gats in each others faces, with
And grandmothers around, Frank's only concern was his
My man let off, half of them fake niggaz jet off
Police quick, waiting for that to set off
Running the static, it got me mad cause they a bunch of
Starting shit in my hood, I have it
Yo High, get the 40-cali stainless, is still out
Let's make it real and make them niggas famous
Dip behind trees in fatigues and squeeze, dodge and
Hearing retaliating, and Wiz was up the alley waiting
We breeze, jump in the ride, Pierre died
Internal bleeding inside, and ain't been back ninety-five

Shootouts is similar to Wild
Broad daylight, face to face a vest
You know the episodes, camouflage the spectacles
Please God to save the life that the sold
See "It Was Written" but was never
Peep the jewels black man, it's even better gold
Niggas roll with iron, police roll in hot
Trying to stop the loot, Jake, cock and shoot