Luyện nghe bài hát Mac 10 Handle

The best in the
Yea, it's about time, ya heard?
We the best nigga, we nigga

I sit alone in my dirty ass
Starin' at candles, high on
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

By myself in my corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
I feel like I'm crazy, my brain on
My bullet proof on run, late at the night
I'ma for Cuz

Just ride through his hood and when I see chump
I'ma jump out the and dump my gun
You ain't neva been do it so you of that kinda shit
Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off

Too of that gangsta music, nah, this reality rap
I go through it in interrogation rooms
I don't crack, nigga, I don't got for ya
to my lawyer, shit

Nowadays is hard to
Be careful where you pull trigger, they got you on film
They got eyes in the sky, we surveillance
That on star on your car track you've been

Gotta watch what I say, they tappin' my phone
wanna sneak and peak inside of my home
I'm paranoid and it's not the
In my rear mirror these cars, they follow me

So I rights and lefts, lefts and rights
Till I seeing those Impala headlights
I circle my block to make sure it's smooth
Before I go upstairs to my corner room

I sit in my dirty ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit alone in my dirty ass
Starin' at candles, high on
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I be alone in my hot ass
Smokin' dope, loadin' in my clip for you
I ain't even wipin' my sweat, it's me cool
I ain't even you niggaz, I'ma find you

Eventually it like this
At the club his boys, at the mall with his bitch
Nigga it's gon' be a fight
comes to those who wind me up

And you could beg me to stop but I just
Puttin' pressure on the 'til you fast asleep
Like a
(Son up)
no maybe
Coulda, shoulda, woulda back, you too hasty

I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in front of Jesus, and Joseph
(Oh my God)
If that's what it is, I'ma live
You not playin' me like the bitch
(Ayo, Mary)

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit alone in my dirty ass
Starin' at candles, high on
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

Yeah, right, you know how we do it nigga
(Uh, huh)
I sit up all night and plot on head nigga
(Oh, we comin')

It's not a fuckin'
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
Oh, we comin' nigga that
(If he should happen to write your down)

We runnin' gettin' this money on tour
You know I'm sayin'?
(Should he out)
I really ain't got for you bitch ass niggaz
But um, weekend I got some time

You know what I'm I might just put some work in
(Yea we fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
like they forgot or somethin', I come poppin' for you nigga
I don't give a who you wit, daytime, where the fuck we at

You betta stop, drop and nigga
(Uh, huh)
And on and poppin', high on drugs, that's right
Schemin' on you niggaz, Mac 10

I use to a AC and kept a Mac in the engine

Is this is it,
Have you heard of a dude
(Yo, the P)
Isn't it that stingy
With an asshole of money?