Luyện nghe bài hát InfraRED

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Red Rose, white
No body, no casket, just blood
I aint a dead President but I millions
like "Game, where ya been?"
Yeh Blood
But not on no islands or no
I've lost in Compton with some drug dealers
I bought the Relapse loved it, hit the hugged it
Em still crack the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-cker
But I aint seen it in
Still survive like niggas threw me off the first
Still the most gutta, spit the butta
My album's got game than niggas at the Rucker
Who said never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom
I park my shit at every strip in Atlanta
Peace to my nigga T.I. for a level head
Niggas I flip after doing bids in the feds
So peace to C-Murder, come to my see murder
Aint a street in my that you aint heard of
up on the block, no love, black glocks, chrome slugs
and we all fit glove
And I'ma keep name droppin' as my name poppin'
I mean long as the poppin'
All white knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the
the ?
I switch cars like superhead switch
You why, cause I'm a crook bitch
F-ck ya bitch
I live like aint no money on my books bitch
I write the 16, you on the hook bitch
em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em out
Been bangin' since the first Pippen's was out

Me and my
thats right, my infra-red-red
All I is my inferared-red
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 been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and Harlem
Only chase money, never chase the
to the law, thats how I became a target
Respected in every hood, proof regardless
My got no feelings, hollows leave you heartless
Retaliation like swim in the shark pit
I ever go at Nas, hell no
Will I ever go at Jay, I know
hittin em with pot shots
Ridin' tryna figure out who got Pac shot
Cause that got BIG shot, nigga's try to take out LA big shot
Thats Billups, for you niggas who don't understand it
You rap niggas bitches, pitching underhanded
It's like throwin soft at Derek Jeter
I keep it hood, put money in parking meters
like the f-ck the US
I be on some over
28 rims rubber shit
Roll down the window f-ck this
Roll up the endo, f-ck with
Get it backward, yeah my shit that
No medical weed, back to chronic
No more Belvedere, Grey and tonic
Keep a nigga f-cked up a mind state like
Dont get ya nigga f-cked up, you 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 as its infrared-red

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And I can pop a nigga from a
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em know that I'm a f-cking
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 was bigger than the ditches that they living
That was put in by the triggers, they some with some cold hearts
And you wonder why I walk around like my soul long, black on
Writin' music Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both parts
Drive raggedy ass Bentely like its a go-kart
Aint been since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his car, you a dead man
Nah, don't sweat it Lebron James headband
out the clip on anybody but Redman
I and you can Blackout 2
But I got night vision on this muthaf-ckin

Yeah right, the infra-red-red
All I need is the
the gun as long as its infrared-red

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