Luyện nghe bài hát 730

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

Yo how can we start this? My is thorough never heartless
I laid it from the gate to the St Louis arches
the Windy city to the streets in Cali
To them streets in Houston, my niggas always
Some bitches holla, how they 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 done did it or to do it
I'm makin' anthems, got a niggas bouncin' to it

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

Yo they say I'm 730, say I out
FB is ill, wild out
But can y'all my pain?
I let it slide
How could I smile I'm hurtin' so bad inside?
They say I'm 730, say I 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 of problems, sometimes it's hard to dodge 'em
So much you couldn't fathom, I wish, I didn't them
They say I'm 730, pretty but I rap too
The law is criticizin' me and never heard me
So what I crashed my range, my last ain't changed
time it's different though I'm not exploitin' names
Yeah I write my shit it's not a game
So what he wrote songs, I blew him up the same

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

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

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

not on my level, and I won't stoop
And I'm the one that got you, out your own group
Chicks be always thinkin' I'mma let it ride
I might not kill you but hurt you till your dead inside
Third album and you still wanna test
I'm so hood know how boogie get down
It could be real drama It's the ill na na
There ain't a bitch wilda, any Holla

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