Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, blood spillin'
I aint a dead but I love millions
like "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh chillin'
But not on no islands or no
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 it in years
Still survive like niggas me off the first tier
Still the most gutta, the most butta
My album's got more than niggas at the Rucker
Who said I'll never go Platinum, drop a Phantom
I park my at every strip club in Atlanta
to my nigga T.I. for keeping a level head
Niggas I know flip after bids in the feds
So to C-Murder, come to my hood see murder
Aint a street in my city that you aint of
up on the block, no love, black glocks, chrome slugs
and we all fit glove
And I'ma keep name droppin' long as my poppin'
I mean as the 'cane poppin'
All white knights, white Range, white pipes, in the concrete
the ?
I switch like superhead switch stars
You know why, cause I'm a bitch
ya book bitch
I live life like aint no money on my books
I the 16, you sing on the hook bitch
Dickin' em out, cars I'm whippin' em out
Been gang bangin' since the Pippen's was out

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

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Same as the big apple
Its for my New York niggas thats in the clappin'
I done been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and
Only money, never chase the stardom
Back to the law, how I became a target
Respected in every hood, proof regardless
My glock got no feelings, hollows you heartless
Retaliation like tryna swim in the pit
I ever go at Nas, hell no
Will I ever go at Jay, I don't
hittin em with pot shots
Ridin' round figure out who got Pac shot
Cause got BIG shot, nigga's try to take out LA like big shot
Thats Chauncey Billups, for you niggas who understand it
You rap like bitches, pitching underhanded
like 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 rims rubber shit
Roll down the window with this
Roll up the endo, with this
Get it backward, yeah my shit good
No medical weed, back to chronic
No more Belvedere, Goose and tonic
Keep a nigga f-cked up with a mind state
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you the crime rate up

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

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And I can pop a from a rooftop
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em that I'm a f-cking killer
like Ghost-face, no for the jakes
When it 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 that they
was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with some cold hearts
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 raggedy ass Bentely its a go-kart
Aint been since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his muthaf-cking car, you a man
Nah, sweat it like Lebron James headband
Empty out the clip on but Redman
I and you can Blackout 2
But I got vision on this muthaf-ckin infra-red-red

Yeah thats right, the
All I need is the
F-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

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