Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake hit the corner people swarming
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, before I hit the scene for rilla
I'm all high it's late I'm looking down at the
Shit's in, ambulance placed him on some cushion
His mom's had a stare I wouldn't dare second when I murk
It hurt, kind of took it as a brief
That the designed to stop your life, plot
The beast in time yeah, to cell suspect ass nigga you fell
First time locked in stop my mind blocks the frail
Bursting blasting at your forty cal shell, split dry cell
My never snitch why tell
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and
Queens'll be the of me

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

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

Dear God, I want the riches, money bitches infested
Giving the niggas sickness, the witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the
Try to test this, scientist, able and
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, look petite
Ten millis, mix designed for my physique
I keep a low pro as if I owe, the flow lovely
My pants hang low while I'm dancing, the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish my eyes Chinese
Rollin two Phillies together make blunts
I meant it, I represent it, made of
Early that were captured and taught to think backwards
Trapped us in a cracker psychiatric, massive
A Million Man March, the masses
Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the threatened
Life Was Written, the plot curves behind the
Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the type of
To a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain tome
Niggas get hit and wrap the
The mic I strike in vain giving the pain of a Mack is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no sleep means
No need to check the clock, the streets are you

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

It justifies, Nas Escobar's shit mesmerized
Mega live, like the world
my deceiver make him a believer
Spitting Jim stars, in my mic type receiver
Bond is my life so I by my word
Never fraudulent Queens bridge make no herbs
Spread my name to deacons, politicians while they
Rebel to America civilization caught you