Luyện nghe bài hát 30

Sent ya bitch a dick pic and now she glasses
Turn a bitch rick now if I flashed it
Ate a couple pills took the bud out the
cigarette ashes bitch I stay blasted
Microphone
Magic with the sick
I post to been dead
But bitch I'm still up in bitch
Verbal poison
Words I
pregnant bitch
Save money on her
I feel like Corgan
In a playing the organ
too short
Smoking a
Hurt hoping a help the pain a go away
And all these thoughts in my head made the sane go
inside a mind
That revolves around the
And he close his eyes see visions of lines
Dying in the arms of a blond blue 20 something
Don't her name now the paramedics chest pu
30 something male OD'ed off pills that he wasn't prescribed
But they took his
Let a daughter that doesn't really even know him
Because her momma thought he wouldn't a living off them poems
But it was a long on a rocky road
Had a hoody and a on the bus in snow
in the cold on the way to the studio
Smoking on a loosey that was a couple yrs ago
Dropped a couple free on the net
And niggas tried to like it wasn't all that
But what bitch I'm coming back
what bitch I'm coming back
Signed to fools and everything's all gnarly
Bitches want my number just to get up in
Came along way from extension in the window
Borrowing power just to plug up the Nintendo
Where the ovens never closed and never off
Every winter so cold sleeping scarves
But I would always tell that this shit of get better
You know who you is you the greatest rapper
So now the pressures on em to prove that right
Some people never they goals he know his whole life
So now his up fixing up to bat
Pitching singles to the label when I use to pitch
learned to rap I just always knew how
So since 8 I knew what I would now
When I turned 28 like what u gone do now
And now a 30 I don't u heard me
So the last ten years I been so fucking
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
X