Luyện nghe bài hát Squeeze The Trigger

Rampage on stage,my crews in a
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor
Remember
Cold rollin' as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake
I live on bread and water or lobster and steak
My mino's a riot gun,there none bigger
About to the ammo,"E" squeeze the trigger

say I'm violent,they should watch their T.V
They say I'm brutal,they should check P.D
You made me,now your rave me
I rap the life that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody bleed
Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big
From the 60's 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 dues to the streets,took my hard
Disrespected by snobs,damn near trampled by
Persecuted by squares nine to five jobs
Like a I prowl ,like a lion I growl
Learn to see behind my back like the of an owl
I'm the voice of the youth,the of truth
I speak is really though some
May say ruthless tactics are takin' by me to
People to life but I feel no
No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no
Say whats up,understand what I'm sayin'
Ban me,try it,you might cause a
What the radio won't play,the underground supply it
I'm a MC that's loud not quiet
Radical as they make'em,make a I'll defy it
Critics may say I'm wise,some may call my words
I've lived in one day than they will in their lives
But most do the words I inject
credit for realism and the truth I project
Because I could bust rhymes for fun,or cut like a knife
But the topic I is the drama of life
So diss me don't dare,I feel you should care
You may think I'm soft but you're unaware
Of the of the Ice enraged prepare
For a true

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Cops hate kids,kids cops,cops kill kid's with warnin' shouts
What is crime and in not?what is justice?I think I forgot
We buy weapons to us strong
sends guns where they don't belong
The is thick and the drag is strong
But no matter the we all know who's wrong
Homeless on the city streets
to die with nothin' to eat
While rich politicians soak feet
In the pools at their ten million retreats
People hate people for color of
No one had a in the race we were placed
A brother in queens was beaten and
Murdered cold in the streets, a goodamn
Just of his race,his life went to waste
And no one went to jail the court heard the case
or corruption?it's all interlaced
How can you swallow this?I stand the taste

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

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