Luyện nghe bài hát Shootouts

Yo, release in me
Besides the Henny, it's eyes that's plenty
Fiends get as if Queens was a Craig Jenny
Instead of diet plans crack 200 grams
I a G-pack, peeping for where the D's at
It's slow, looking for Rambo, the cop who got
Back in the days, niggas through my project maze
That cop he got a death
He run niggas until you breathless
Everyday he making ten arrests,
My nigga this, I know the bitch he rest with
I even blessed it, inspect it
(Already it Dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun)
Peep, he parked his Jeep in the back of the
To check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, with the Caesar
summer gear, she push the two-seater
I heard she about the way he eat her
A Irish man short slim with a tan, say he laced her cheeba
She do be looking weaker, now her teeth are
Speaking loud, peep her style, in and out of reefer cloud
Fat ass dissolving, like candy in a mouth that's starving
Rock the same daily, like a soldier in my squadron
I heard she let Jake from her window
Cause she's a nympho, sucking 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 it your glock burst
They had the on, son hit the lock first
We busted in the cop
popped one in his shirt
I grabbed the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she
We saw the cameras, tape recorders, and the
eying us (Nas yo he survived one from the fo'-five)
Pull his shades down, they seen his days now
There's no way now, we can be treated like a slave now
Two in the dome, he's laid down, hey yo the is saved now
She's living in a grave now

is similar to Wild West
Broad daylight, to face without a vest
You the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles
Please God to the life that the Devil sold
See "It Was Written" but was told
Peep the jewels black man, it's better than gold
Niggas roll with iron, roll in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, fuck Jake, and shoot

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

Shootouts is to Wild West
Broad daylight, to face without a vest
You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the
Please God to save the life the Devil sold
See "It Was Written" but was never
Peep the jewels black man, even better than gold
Niggas roll iron, police roll in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and