Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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

Me and my
Yeah thats right, my
All I need is my
So f-ck the gun as as its infrared-red

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Same colour as the big
Its for my New York niggas thats in the clappin'
I done been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and
Only chase money, never the stardom
Back to the law, thats how I became a
in every hood, bullet proof regardless
My got no feelings, hollows leave you heartless
Retaliation tryna swim in the shark pit
Will I ever go at Nas, no
Will I ever go at Jay, I know
Stay hittin em with pot
round tryna figure out who got Pac shot
Cause that got BIG shot, try to take out LA like big shot
Thats Chauncey Billups, for you niggas who don't it
You rap niggas bitches, pitching underhanded
It's like throwin soft balls at Derek
I keep it hood, never put money in meters
like the f-ck the US
I be on some over
28 rims rubber shit
Roll down the window f-ck this
up the endo, f-ck with this
Get it backward, yeah my shit that
No more medical weed, back to
No more Belvedere, Grey and tonic
a nigga f-cked up with a mind state like
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you know the crime up

I hit a with the infra-red-red
thats right, the infra-red-red
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as long as its

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And I can pop a nigga from a
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em that I'm a f-cking killer
like Ghost-face, no for the jakes
When it come to the base in the kitchen I'm a chef Rae
Nas was like U-God, I'm "nah you God", right next to Rza as I'm lighting up the swisha
Pourin' out this liquor for my niggas that was bigger than the ditches that living
That was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with cold hearts
And you wonder why I walk around my soul long, black hoody on
Writin' music Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both parts
Drive this raggedy ass Bentely its a go-kart
Aint crazy since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, don't sweat it like Lebron headband
Empty out the clip on but Redman
I and you can Blackout 2
But I got night on this muthaf-ckin infra-red-red

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

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