Luyện nghe bài hát 730

They say I'm 730, say I out
FB is ill, she'll out
Can feel my pain?
I let it slide
How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad

Yo how can we start this? My life is never heartless
I laid it down from the gate to the St Louis
From the city to the streets in Cali
To them in Houston, my niggas always boostin'
Some bitches always holla, how don't spend a dolla?
But that's because ain't got it now tell me where's the logic
And if I talk it, I've did it or about to do it
I'm makin' anthems, got a niggas bouncin' to it

Bust guns
And if ain't enough then bust again
been thuggin' since B I Z made 'Just A Friend'
Matter of fact ever since Flava Flav was rockin'
And even then there was no bitch that compare to Fox
Let me head knock, pretty you me right
This fit me tight, this Gucci fit me right
Who quickly write like seven joints and it be tight?
You know how hood we sound, you know it's Brown

Yo they say I'm 730, say I out
FB is ill, she'll out
But can y'all feel my
I can't let it
How could I smile when I'm so bad inside?
say I'm 730, say I spaz out
FB is ill, wild out
But can y'all my pain?
I can't let it
How I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

Yo my life is full of problems, sometimes hard to dodge 'em
So much you couldn't fathom, I wish, I have them
say I'm 730, pretty but I rap too dirty
The law is criticizin' me and probably heard me
So what I my range, my last name ain't changed
This time it's though I'm not exploitin' names
Yeah I write my shit it's not a fuckin'
So what he wrote some songs, I blew him up the

I'm never duckin' dames, y'all just where to find me
I would've her but it just wouldn't be fair to mommie
Imagine me time, Foxy behind bars
Not me the crime star, y'all bitches ain't it
Although my life ain't perfect, I'll never a thing
Y'all want success but y'all don't know about the pain it
It's supposed to make you happy and keep your paper
This beat is kind of ill, how could you this song?

Yo they say I'm 730, say I out
FB is ill, she'll out
But can y'all feel my
I let it slide
How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad
They say I'm 730, say I out
FB is ill, she'll out
But can y'all feel my
I can't let it
How could I when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

Man some hoes is always yackin', like I can't it happen
Like they know my cash, like they don't know my past
Especially pop star bitches the soft image
So what I ain't with him, bitch he's off
Be where I be see who I choose to see
Although we're not together, his heart to me
See at times I y'all bitches be confusing me
Like I'm somethin' sweet, shorty I'm street

You're not on my level, and I won't
And I'm the one that got you, kicked out your own
Chicks be always thinkin' that I'mma let it
I might not kill you but I'll hurt you till dead inside
Third album and you still wanna Brown
I'm so hood bitches how boogie get down
It could be real drama still the ill na na
ain't a bitch wilda, any beef? Holla

They say I'm 730, say I out
FB is ill, wild out
But can feel my pain?
I can't let it
How I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?
They say I'm 730, say I out
FB is ill, wild out
But can y'all feel my
I let it slide
How I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?