Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, just blood
I aint a President but I love millions
They "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no or no villa's
I've been lost in Compton with drug dealers
I bought the Relapse loved it, hit the hugged it
Em still spit crack the oven is a muthaf-cker
But I seen it in years
survive like niggas threw me off the first tier
Still the most gutta, spit the butta
My album's got more game than niggas at the
Who said never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I park my shit at every strip in Atlanta
to my nigga T.I. for keeping a level head
Niggas I know flip after doing bids in the
So peace to C-Murder, come to my see murder
Aint a street in my city that you heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, black glocks, slugs
and we all fit glove
And I'ma name droppin' long as my name poppin'
I mean as the 'cane poppin'
All white knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the
the ?
I switch like superhead switch stars
You know why, cause I'm a crook
ya book bitch
I live life like no money on my books bitch
I write the 16, you sing on the bitch
Dickin' em out, foreign cars I'm em out
Been gang bangin' since the first was out

Me and my
Yeah right, my infra-red-red
All I is my inferared-red
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 chase money, never chase the
Back to the law, how I became a target
Respected in hood, bullet proof regardless
My glock got no feelings, hollows leave you
Retaliation like tryna in the shark pit
Will I go at Nas, hell no
Will I go at Jay, I don't know
hittin em with pot shots
Ridin' round figure out who got Pac shot
Cause that got BIG shot, nigga's try to take out LA like big
Thats Chauncey Billups, for you niggas who understand it
You rap niggas like bitches, underhanded
It's like soft balls at Derek Jeter
I keep it hood, never put in parking meters
like the the US government
I be on some over
28 rims rubber shit
Roll down the window with this
up the endo, f-ck with this
Get it backward, yeah my shit that
No more medical weed, back to
No Belvedere, Grey Goose and tonic
Keep a nigga f-cked up with a mind state
get ya nigga f-cked up, you know the crime rate up

I hit a nigga with the
Yeah right, the infra-red-red
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

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And I can pop a nigga a rooftop
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em know that I'm a killer
like Ghost-face, no for the jakes
When it come to the base in the kitchen I'm a 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 they living
That was put in by the triggers, some niggas with some cold hearts
And you why I walk around like my soul long, black hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, Travolta, I play both parts
Drive this ass Bentely like its a go-kart
Aint been crazy since I how to throw dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, don't sweat it like James headband
Empty out the on anybody but Redman
I and you can Blackout 2
But I got vision on this muthaf-ckin infra-red-red

Yeah right, the infra-red-red
All I need is the
F-ck the gun as long as its

Niggas what the f-ck 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 life