Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the corner people
Three in the morning I out my cab like "Fuck,
Niggas is buck," mega bloodshed, the red
I some bird whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I puffed the lilla, just before I hit the for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm looking down at the
pushed in, ambulance placed him on some cushion
His mom's had a I wouldn't dare second look when I murk
It hurt, kind of took it as a brief
That the street's designed to stop your life,
The beast in time yeah, cell to cell suspect ass you fell
First time locked in crime my mind blocks the frail
Bursting blasting at your forty cal shell, your dry cell
My niggas snitch why tell
We with no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and equities
be the death of me

To the suspect don't come outside
You might get your shit back tonight
(Suspect witness come outside
You might get your shit pushed tonight)

To the suspect witness don't outside
You might get your shit back tonight
(Suspect don't come outside
You might get your shit pushed tonight)

Dear God, I want the riches, money bitches infested
the jealous niggas sickness, the witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the
Try to test this, scientist, and reckless
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, look petite
Ten millis, mix designed for my physique
I keep a low pro as if I owe, bless the lovely
My pants low while I'm dancing, sipping the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my Chinese
Rollin two Phillies together blunts Siamese
I meant it, I represent it, made of
Early natives that were captured and to think backwards
Trapped us in a psychiatric, it's massive
A Million Man March, the masses
Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
freaking the beast, seven heads, got the righteous threatened
Life Was Written, the plot behind the settin'
the grammar, Manfrione, are you the type of nigga
To shoot a leg to get your known? I flip the brain tome
Niggas get hit and the plastic
The mic I strike in vain giving the pain of a Mack is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no means insomnia
No need to check the clock, the streets are you

To the suspect don't come outside
You might get shit pushed back tonight
(Suspect witness don't come
You might get shit pushed back tonight)

It justifies, Nas leaving shit mesmerized
Mega live, the third world
Decipher my make him a believer
Spitting Jim stars, words in my mic receiver
Bond is my life so I live by my
Never Queens bridge don't make no herbs
my name to deacons, politicians while they speaking
Rebel to America caught you sleeping