Luyện nghe bài hát 666

Uh

Stars in the roof, sittin' in the
Got it all off these bars, man, this shit crazy
I been out with these young niggas lately
Fuckin' all the pretty bitches, man, this shit kinda
I'm up with Christ, Lifestyle too much for life
I been on some player shit, hoops my nigga don't
You is not the I'm pullin' up in the latest
nigga, ho, I don't need no favors

Ayy, this beat got bass
Everything bad for me right here in my face
I been on the fo' block, I on the A
Gun my waist like I'm tryna catch a case

Move bitch, a need a little space
Stank look on my face, too much drugs and drank
Been a hundred my past, I'ma help me get away, damn
you think I do? I buy more drugs and drank
Move bitch, a nigga a little space (uh-huh)
Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this shit not (uh-uh)
Give a fuck what you think
bitch, fuck what you (fuck you bitch)
But don't come judgin' me because I had too drugs and drank

I ain't in the bitch, don't come inside my gate
That's trepassin' you bastard, I can you in your face
If I run past you, my bad, my whole feel like it's a maze
Been drink my life away, they can't me, I go crazy
Drunk drivin' in that G-Wagon, they me it ain't safe
But I'm drunk that G-Wagon, get your square ass out my face
The homie just got a wraith, brought him my name
They know we from the gang, this out my range

This shit out my range bitch
I ain't plannin' on a change
I'm goin' through a field of bitch
4hunnid gang got that bitch
I'm bodies demons, yeah, I see 'em walk (walk)
So you I got the devil in my thoughts (thoughts)
I be seein' the devil in my living room (hall)
I just I ain't got the devil
in my whore, this shit for real

Ayy, this beat got bass
Everything bad for me right here in my face
I on the fo' block, I been on the A
Gun up on my like I'm tryna catch a case

Move bitch, a nigga a little space
Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and
Been a 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn
What you think I do? I buy more drugs and
bitch, a nigga need a little space
Don't tell I'ma be okay this shit not okay
Give a fuck 'bout what you bitch, fuck what you think
But don't come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and

(Then I'll pull up) Then I'll
up with a hundred in each pocket
up out the slammer, these lil niggas on some cocky shit
Play me a jit and you get hit up, you ain't stoppin' shit
Tell me when to up, make the tre light in the lobby bitch
Move bitch, get shot up in your
Niggas 'round me hate, tryna figure what I
make it to my house if I dont buzz you at the gate
Secure 'bout my gang, bitch I gotta play it
Plenty racks off in the safe,
it, you get make, bitch
Five, that's my batch, strictly FOL shit
Quick, a shooter 12 shit, without the dope, young rich
Challenged at your own risk, I up and bust your bitch

Ayy, damn this got bass
Everything that's bad for me right here in my
I been on the fo' block, I on the A
Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a

Move bitch, a nigga need a space
look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank
Been a 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn
What you think I do? I buy more drugs and
Move bitch, a need a little space
Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause shit not okay
Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, what you think
But don't come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and

Lord, help me Lord. These Lord,
playing with all these guns and drugs,
they me when I was young. See, in the 80s,
we didn't play shit. But we was crack babies. No Lord,
I'm not no hypocrite, I'm an old motherfucker,
tryna save some shit. Lord, I ask my son "Why it is thugs here,
away?" He looked at me and said "Pops, I'm staying dangerous.
" Help me Lord, I tried to tell him are many ways to stay
dangerous. Power is dangerous, is dangerous,
having dollars is dangerous.
He just looked at me Lord and "Pops, I'm talking dangerous."