Luyện nghe bài hát When Shit Get Thick

Who really the rapper since 'Pac got killed?
I done answered question when I copped my deal
Ask yourself when The is comin', after next summer
I predict my shit'll drop before the Howard homecoming

Now who in the runnin'? No one, ask the who want it
I got a four-fifth and it like me, it stay gunnin'
Me and my stay blunted fogged up in the 600
Guilty as charged, blunts in the air, guns in the

It's written, niggaz never run from the law
Plus we get Monopoly money with hotels and a
So I'll see a jail and I'm allergic to bars
Can't sit behind 'em or at 'em, so we travel with ours

Poppin' Crist' in the 6, like we drivin' Mardi Gras
Thinkin' 'bout beads and titties as I roll through the
And I keep 16 in the and I let 'em all go
Like the Lakers did Ellie, and Nick

When shit get thick, niggaz dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers cryin'
come through violent, nigga
We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole block

when shit get thick, niggaz start dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers cryin'
Payback come through violent,
We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya block silent

No garbage we smoke molta, big cocoa
We off the train tracks like the great space
We hit real big and like Sam Sosa
Prepare for war like States soldiers

Lock tight and rock right like gray eight
I'll be hittin' up spots in flip Range Rovers
Before you try to play foolish all over
Empty out yo' pockets, everything over

We ball out cursin', yeah we keep it the
When we roll by the in them Z-66's
Big spittin', kitten, that big face greed
Always dirty never clean but we live kings

Legendary Sting, it's a history to follow
But not known for stingin' known for gettin' off
Shoot me a glass of Remy, fuck it the whole
And watch me act bad and take off, throttle

When get thick, niggaz start dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start
Payback come violent, nigga
We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole silent

'Cause when shit get thick, niggaz dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers cryin'
Payback through violent, nigga
We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole block

I'm from a batch it ain't no cut, we all in
36 on a triple beam scale for
bag on my shoulder my route, through the back of the jet
To bag up and everybody know it

I'm the ice holder makin' the cut, never 'em up
My favorite is rainbowed up
Ain't a coke but I got bricks for cheap
Hit the lab for a fo' day block, we got

You niggaz can't when I walk in the streets
We get low and there's no idea the info
It's a of thumb, let them dudes a come
I'm cruisin' 20 inch shoes and some

I'm in the widebody XM-5, all my snakes is
We check your five, the where the tec dies
And everybody holla the name
It's JT from the streets to CPT