Luyện nghe bài hát Suspect

It was a
Jake just hit the people swarming
Three in the I jumped out my cab like "Fuck,
is buck," mega bloodshed, the tapes red
I heard some whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I puffed the lilla, just before I hit the scene for
I'm all high it's I'm looking down at the fella
pushed in, ambulance placed him on some cushion
His mom's had a I wouldn't dare second look when I murk
It hurt, kind of it as a brief reminder
the street's designed to stop your life, plot
The beast in time yeah, cell to cell ass nigga you fell
First locked in crime stop my mind blocks the frail
blasting at your forty cal shell, split your dry cell
My never snitch why tell
We roll with no regrets, destiny's, and equities
be the death of me

To the suspect don't come outside
You get your shit pushed back tonight
(Suspect witness come outside
You might get your shit pushed tonight)

To the suspect witness don't outside
You might get shit pushed back tonight
(Suspect don't come outside
You might get your shit pushed tonight)

Dear God, I the riches, money hungry bitches infested
Giving the jealous sickness, the witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the
Try to test this, scientist, and reckless
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, frames petite
Ten millis, mix designed for my physique
I a low pro as if I owe, bless the flow lovely
My pants hang low while I'm dancing, sipping the
Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my eyes
Rollin two Phillies together make Siamese
I meant it, I it, descendant made of
Early natives that were and taught to think backwards
Trapped us in a cracker psychiatric, massive
A Million Man March, alert the
Ten glocks, Armani in small print, my glasses
Don assassins, Armageddon, the
Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the righteous
Life Was Written, the plot curves the settin'
Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the type of
To shoot a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain
Niggas get hit and wrap the
The mic I in vain giving the pain of what a Mack is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no means insomnia
No need to check the clock, the streets are you

To the suspect don't come outside
You get your shit pushed back tonight
(Suspect don't come outside
You might get your pushed back tonight)

It justifies, Nas Escobar's leaving mesmerized
live, like the third world
Decipher my make him a believer
Spitting Jim stars, words in my mic type
is my life so I live by my word
Never fraudulent Queens bridge don't no herbs
Spread my name to deacons, while they speaking
Rebel to America civilization you sleeping