Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, cellar
No body, no casket, just blood
I aint a President but I love millions
They "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no islands or no
I've been in Compton with some drug dealers
I bought the Relapse loved it, hit the block it
Em still spit crack the Aftermath oven is a
But I aint it in years
Still survive like niggas threw me off the first
Still the most gutta, spit the most
My album's got more game than at the Rucker
Who I'll never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I park my shit at every strip club in
Peace to my nigga T.I. for keeping a head
Niggas I know flip after doing in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my see murder
a street in my city that you aint heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, glocks, chrome slugs
and we all fit OJ's
And I'ma keep name droppin' long as my name
I mean long as the 'cane
All knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the concrete
the ?
I switch cars superhead switch stars
You know why, cause I'm a bitch
ya book bitch
I live life aint no money on my books bitch
I write the 16, you sing on the bitch
em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em out
Been gang bangin' since the first was out

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

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Same as the big apple
Its for my New niggas thats in the hood clappin'
I done been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and
Only money, never chase the stardom
to the law, thats how I became a target
Respected in every hood, bullet regardless
My got no feelings, hollows leave you heartless
Retaliation like tryna swim in the 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, nigga's try to take out LA big shot
Chauncey Billups, for you niggas who don't understand it
You rap niggas like bitches, pitching
It's like throwin balls at Derek Jeter
I keep it hood, never put money in meters
like the f-ck the US
I be on some over
28 inch rubber shit
down the window f-ck with this
Roll up the endo, with this
Get it backward, yeah my shit that
No more medical weed, back to
No more Belvedere, Grey Goose and
a nigga f-cked up with a mind state like
Dont get ya f-cked up, you know the crime rate up

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

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And I can pop a from a rooftop
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em know that I'm a killer
like Ghost-face, no for the jakes
When it come to the base in the I'm a chef like 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 the ditches that they living
That was put in by the triggers, they some with some cold hearts
And you wonder why I around like my soul long, black hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, Travolta, I play both parts
Drive this raggedy ass Bentely like its a
Aint been crazy since I how to throw dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, don't sweat it like Lebron James
out the clip on anybody but Redman
I Blackout and you can 2
But I got night vision on this muthaf-ckin

Yeah thats right, the
All I is the inferared-red
F-ck the gun as long as its

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