Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Man

Call me Mane when I'm on the stage with you
But call me Jessie James when I this damn pistol
You can call me Gucci gu-ap when I do a song you
But don't walk up on me homes, I ain't finna blow no with you
Got them shooters with me they don't get along with you
If you ain't get no nigga what is wrong with you
And I tell your own thing must have gone wrong pitcher
I'm in the whip sippin' lean, this very long swisher
I'm drinkin' and codeine and this apple juice mixture
If you knew that you wouldn't do I swear you would not kiss her
Yous a Nicky Barnes ass nigga tryin' to on Guy Fisher
If a snitch was to die today I bet his would not miss him

a dead man, playing games with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that to your head man
Dead man you're playing with my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
man, dead man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man
Dead man, I put that to your head man, dead man

deuce, 4 tray 6 A
8 watches, 4 chains 6
Pot forks, dope at a high
From to coast, I set numbers on the dope
Remix it yo, you know I can sell you 16-5
Prices lower then Lo, when I drive
Got my seat leanin', low inside
Got 'em stash in the door, always running
Me and Gucci getting bands yeah keep comin'
Tractor trailer in the won't stop jugging
Every month I make 4 hundred, I'm a nigga
I got off of junkies

Yous a dead man, playing games with the
Yous a dead man, I put pistol to your head man
Dead man, you playing with my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a man
Dead man, dead man, yous a man
Dead man, man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put pistol to your head man
Dead man, I put that pistol to head man, dead man

What the fuck is you thinking? Lil you must have been drinking
This chopper had got me feeling Harley
If I let it ride you bound to be
I'm a asshole I do what I to
Old that's made for you to fight to
I don't give a bitch I don't like you
Got that fire bitch I might you
Bitch I am the streets you just look
Couple of snow like I was on bluff
Call me the master like
Bad boy for real, no
If a nigga pussy I don't mine
Just keep your don't play with mine
in your place fall out the line
Have them young all in your head to pay a fine
You can find me in the hood what a don't go
Heard somebody the hood don't know
If a nigga turn up, tell 'em watch show
Money never sit so I don't blow
King of the streets just me sire
On my thrown ain't no one
T.R.U.T.H. no
street nigga I won't retire

Yous a man, playing games with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that pistol to head man
Dead man, playing games with my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a man
man, dead man, yous a dead man
Dead man, man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put that pistol to head man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man, dead man