Luyện nghe bài hát 0 to 300

I lost Nuski & Rondo to some bitch
Turn 0 to 300, hit the nigga
And my circle no squares so you fit nigga
Draft day my shooters so who you pick nigga
some rappers from my way, they got they chain snatched
Tryna pay my nigga Top to get they chain
Police rappin my way had to explain that
Name all in them papers boy explain
Opps all on my dick, me to tweet 'em back
I tweet 'bout violence, be on the news at 9
Tell Lil nem no clock, man he ain't snoozin now
You feed a nigga you just mad you move around
Oh Lord, I called Zu with that pipe, he O Dawg
And a glo in my city, we dont know yall
They killed my blood cousin Nuski, show yall
50k we watch the squad post
50 commas you end up Zeko, man
Arm, Leg, Egg, Chest, we talkin man
Caught my daddy 8 mil he in the feds man
We catch a snitch he a dead man
Try to give me probation, I'll it any day
I dont smoke or anyway
I LeBron over Tony Parker thats any day
I pick a srt8 over a foreign any day
My laughin, i be specific now
We cut 'em loose now we pillow talkin to bitches now
I never heard a story about him gettin down
(what he do?) heard he got a rapper for the low em now
2 for 5, I gotta shit
Thinkin' my bro I wanna kill shit
Atleast I ain't I keep it real bitch
Shoutout Keke Palmer she a bitch
Oh Lord, shoutout to O Boys
pussy niggas makin no noise
I'm from Chiraq,
So kill the noise tell em like- Ohhh
I was in LA, Game a hook nigga
Menace he my witness want that nigga
Tyga to go pay 'em I think he shook nigga
Yeah come to Chicago and meet Wuk nigga
Or that Count nigga, or that nigga
Or that nigga, Bump he in the feds nigga
How you gon the block then get a pass nigga?
I see you in LA you get no pass now