Luyện nghe bài hát Squeeze The Trigger

Rampage on stage,my crews in a
my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a
Remember
Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a
I can't live on bread and water or and steak
My a riot gun,there ain't none bigger
About to unload the ammo,"E" squeeze the

They say I'm violent,they should watch T.V
say I'm brutal,they should check their P.D
You me,now your kids rave me
I rap the life that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody must
Vice is small time,L.A's the big league
From the rollin' to the nickerson "G"
Pueblos,grape street,this is I see
The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G
Life in L.A. no cup of ter

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been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my to the streets,took my hard knocks
Disrespected by snobs,damn near by mobs
Persecuted by squares workin' to five jobs
Like a panther I ,like a lion I growl
Learn to see my back like the head of an owl
I'm the voice of the youth,the of truth
What I is really though some
May say ruthless are takin' by me to awaken
People to life but I no fakin'
No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no
Say exactly up,understand what I'm sayin'
Ban me,try it,you might cause a
What the radio won't play,the underground will it
I'm a MC pirate loud not quiet
Radical as they make'em,make a rule defy it
Critics may say I'm wise,some may call my words
I've more in one day than they will in their lives
But most do the words I inject
Kick credit for and the truth I project
Because I could rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like a knife
But the I love is the drama of life
So don't diss me dare,I feel you should care
You may think I'm soft but you're unaware
Of the wrath of the Ice prepare
For a nighmare

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Cops hate kids,kids hate cops,cops kid's with warnin' shouts
What is crime and in not?what is justice?I think I forgot
We buy weapons to keep us
Reagan sends where they don't belong
The controversy is and the drag is strong
But no matter the we all know who's wrong
sleep on the city streets
Waitin' to die nothin' to eat
While rich soak their feet
In the at their ten million buck retreats
hate people for color of face
No one had a choice in the we were placed
A brother in queens was and chased
Murdered cold in the streets, a disgrace
because of his race,his life went to waste
And no one went to jail when the court the case
Justice or corruption?it's all
How can you swallow can't stand the taste

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I get paid for illin',cold makin' a
My pockets fillin',I got dollars to the ceilin'
Got a safe in my floor,car got bullet proof
Every time I rock the mic I leave you wishin' for
my raps ain't bull,got cold stupid pull
You wanna eat my rhymes like candy,till mind's over full
But most MC's today got nothin' to say
"A" to the fuckin' "K"

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