Luyện nghe bài hát Alladat

1]
I pray for my enemies, I told the lord to bless the of us
Papa threw the deuces but fuck it I hold grudges
My worst is to die broke
Life in the jungle would rip the horns off a
Music always been a part of us, mama was never on us
I was always worried she had to ride the MARTA bus
Started drinkin' young cause Koreans never carded us
Young and black but they didn't a fuck and it was obvious
Lifestyle of a dopeboy is captivating
To niggas turning Master on the affidavit
I'm jewish with the bread, every dollar's
These niggas sideways, nine'll get em calibrated
I'm just a asking God to shine a little light
These niggas soft and probably die in a pillow fight
Im smoking hashish out of a pipe
I told that to run the jewels, word to Killer Mike
Promethazine and Sprite on ice I ain't feeling right
I ain't concerned about vices, bitch I'm just life
These hoes gon' let us cut like a kitchen knife
I'm on kryptonite, I break them when I flip the dykes
I eat beats and then I the bone, a pistol's chrome
Catch me in the old school bumpin' Vic
Mister home, niggas get to falling back
Cash rules everything and nigga I all of that!

Fuck the world, I want all of that
rules nigga, give me all of that
I ain't playing, I all of that
Kicking down door, bitch give me all of that
I all of that, nigga give me all of that [x4]

2]
Name a nigga in my city that can fuck me
Besides the OG's y'all niggas is weak
Nightmare On Elm Street, put these to sleep
Old ass nigga, I dare you faggots to leap
ass niggas can't walk in these pair of shoes
Jump out airplanes and at coupes while I parachute
as a paratroop, old school like a pair of [?]
Rappers wear a suit this bully gon' bury you
disable y'all, niggas agitated like the cable off
Southern niggas spilling hot on the tablecloth
Think the soft, then this K about to break them all
Pussy ass niggas gettin' jealous cause we off
Imma feast, got your cooking quiche
Hundred at my nigga's grave, may he rest in peace
Kick like a priest, I told you I'm sucker free
Politic with rich Jews spilling wine on a fleece
Toast to I'm sippin' wine on a beach
I rhyme a beast, the nine inside the Caprice
Garbage ass nigga your fucking is weak
And you can lose if you fuck with mine, capiche?
I've been this way, you how the switch blade penetrate
I fuck that look like Gabourey Sidibe
I stuff in a pillow case and hit your face
These narcotics got me feeling like I sit in
Cash everything around me
Money over bitches, told these lame ass to get from 'round me
Eastide killer I came from county
A-Town's royal, you motherfuckers crown me