Luyện nghe bài hát 30

Sent ya a dick pic and now she need glasses
Turn a slick rick now if I flashed it
Ate a couple pills the bud out the plastic
cigarette ashes bitch I stay blasted
Microphone
with the sick shit
Said I post to dead
But I'm still up in this bitch
Verbal poison
Words I
Fucked bitch
Save money on her
I like Billy Corgan
In a church the organ
Covering too
a Newport
Hurt hoping a help the pain a go away
And all thoughts in my head made the sane go astray
Step inside a
That revolves the rhyme
And he close his eyes see of white lines
Dying in the arms of a blue eyed 20 something
know her name now the paramedics chest pu
30 something male OD'ed off pills that he wasn't prescribed
But they his life
Let a daughter that doesn't really even know him
Because her momma thought he make a living off them poems
But it was a long journey on a road
Had a hoody and a jacket on the bus in
in the cold on the way to the studio
Smoking on a loosey that was just a yrs ago
Dropped a free mixtapes on the net
And niggas tried to front like it all that
But what bitch I'm coming back
Guess what I'm coming back
Signed to fools gold and all gnarly
want my number just to get up in party
Came along way from cords in the window
Borrowing power just to plug up the Nintendo
the ovens never closed and stoves never off
Every winter so cold sleeping scarves
But I would always myself that this shit of get better
You know who you is you the rapper ever
So now the pressures on em to that voice right
people never know they goals he know his whole life
So now his turn up up to bat
singles to the label when I use to pitch crack
Never to rap I just always knew how
So since 8 I knew what I would now
When I turned 28 they what u gone do now
And now a nigga 30 I don't u me
So the last ten years I been so stressed
Tears in my eyes let me get this off my
The thought of no it got me chasing death
Doing all these drugs in hopes of OD'ing
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