Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

The in the business
Yea, it's about time, ya heard?
We the best nigga, we back

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I sit alone in my dirty ass
Starin' at candles, high on
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

By in my four corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
I feel I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My bullet proof on run, flats at the night
I'ma for Cuz

Just ride through his and when I see that chump
jump out the truck and dump my gun
You ain't neva been do it so you scared of that shit
Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off

Too of that gangsta music, nah, this reality rap
I go through it in interrogation rooms
I don't crack, nigga, I don't got for ya
Talk to my lawyer,

is hard to kill
Be careful you pull that trigger, they got you on film
They got eyes in the sky, we surveillance
That on star on your car track you've been

Gotta watch what I say, they tappin' my phone
They wanna and peak inside of my home
I'm paranoid and it's not the
In my rear view these cars, they follow me

So I bust rights and lefts, and rights
Till I seeing those Impala headlights
I circle my block to make sure it's smooth
Before I go upstairs to my four corner

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I be in my hot ass room
Smokin' dope, loadin' in my clip for you
I ain't even my sweat, it's keepin' me cool
I even sweatin' you niggaz, I'ma find you

Eventually it happens this
At the club with his boys, at the mall with his
Nigga think gon' be a fight
Death comes to who wind me up

And you could beg me to stop but I keep
Puttin' pressure on the trigger 'til you asleep
a baby
(Son up)
Ain't no
Coulda, shoulda, woulda back, you too hasty

I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' in front of Jesus, Mary and Joseph
(Oh my God)
If that's it is, nigga I'ma live
You not playin' me like the bitch
(Ayo, Mary)

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

Yeah, right, you know how we do it nigga
(Uh, huh)
I sit up all night and plot on your nigga
(Oh, we comin')

It's not a fuckin'
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
Oh, we comin' nigga that
(If he should happen to your name down)

We runnin' around gettin' this on tour
You what I'm sayin'?
(Should he out)
I really ain't got time for you bitch ass
But um, this weekend I got time

You what I'm sayin'? I might just put some work in
(Yea we fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
like they forgot or somethin', I come poppin' for you nigga
I don't give a fuck who you wit, daytime, where the we at

You betta stop, drop and nigga
(Uh, huh)
And it's on and poppin', high on drugs, right
Schemin' on you niggaz, Mac 10

I use to drive a AC and a Mac in the engine

Is this is it,
Have you of a dude named?
(Yo, the P)
Isn't it that mothafucka
an asshole full of money?