Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches 2

I knew this brother
Who I was cool with me
Chilled out
Even went to school me
Fly nigga, my ace coon
We used to low together
Shot dice in the
You trouble
Well trouble you
'Cause we diss ya, issue
The critical down
He needed
I would always through
a car he could use mine too
But bust
Out on the
People say he was
me a sucker
Talkin' bout how foul I'm
heard him
Poppin' that shit last
Frontin' for some
From some big freak
I'm his worker
I was on his
Talkin' that crazy old assed shit
And after all of
She still away
How ya diss your boy
To get some
And I stepped to him about it
He said, who

Yo, how did he go
He went out a bitch
So
We ain't talkin' 'bout you
'Cause of you niggas
Is too

I knew this brother Mitch
player
He meet a girl, in five he lay her
Trucked crazy
Hands in ice
Been to not once, but twice
a stupid thick posse
Made of and
and hoods
And vet
Who were up to no
But they all stood him
And watched his
the only way
To on the track
But yo
Mitch got by the feds last week
They by the trunk
Of his white
Took a look
And what did see
Two and a gallon of P.C.P
Oh shit, the thought
Mitch's
Three strikes, called
criminal
So of goin' under
He on his whole posse
at the crib
And sipped and Rossi
out his whole crew
That rat named

Yo, how did he go
He out like a bitch
So
We ain't talkin' 'bout you
'Cause some of niggas
Is too

I knew guy
was never that fly
Couldn't act
when he tried
When we played
He cried
he told stories, he always lied
A brother
Who was missin' the part
He had the
But was missin' the heart
When we would
He would always go quick
So he took
And he got his ass kicked
But now he's
And he kicks his ass
it comes from problems
That he had in the
Doesn't blacks
Claims he's upper
Joined the police, got himself a
Now he the streets
And out to jack
Doggin' brothers
'Cause they usually fight back
Got a white
And he asked for
And night
Another head they
So now big man
But he ain't shit

Yo, how did he go
He went out a bitch
So
We just ain't 'bout you
'Cause a lot of this
Are too

Out one night with my
And new kid
I didn't homeboy, but evil E did
So I he was cool
We rode in his
Rag top tray on
Lifted side to
We hit the party
Niggas was me
You feel the vibe
Of artillery
Parliament was on, some O.G
I put my to the wall
And felt my grip
All of a
Niggas started
Flippin', the record started
Wildin', fools lockin' up
Gats
The room started up
Me and he hit the
And then the door
My boys let off an encore
But when we it out to the ride
It was gone, we had to it out
by side
Punk left us to die in a ditch

Yo, how did he go
He went out a bitch
So
We just talkin' 'bout you
'Cause you scary ass
Is too

So if wonderin'
Why we are at you
Funny if you
You tell a brother
You've got a lot of
But you 'cause
Yo lad you know what I be
I'ma tell you

You act you can fight
But when there's a fight
You out that
Your I'ma do it eyes, I'ma do it
No, you ain't, man
No, you ain't
A think you've got back up
But you don't
You why
I even hit you with my fist
I'd that shit out of you

I know the brothers