Luyện nghe bài hát Always Into Something (L.A. Leakers Remix)

100 miles and
Always something
fuck the police
Like I'm straight up out of
Real niggas die
for destruction
Just a with an attitude
into something

Impala on eights, dope on crates
Swiss movement on watch, 45 on the
Got a million hustle, a rich nigga face
White cocaine, it up on the plate
Beamer with the cavalier plates
My niggas dribble down in VA on the run the DEA
when niggas wore button ups and white ups like
H O V A, and had Ye before 808s & Heartbreak
The streets was a tank, put money in the gold link
And was everything
Your lady held you down, with or a wedding ring
dope wasn't settling
If you could smoke it they was it
Hard grind
A street nigga pedigree, tryna leave a legacy
Pockets fat Ledisi, thank you to the heavenly
Father for them dollars, I got it straighter than the T

100 and runnin'
Always into
Yelling the police
Like I'm up out of Compton
Real don't die
Appetite for
a nigga with an attitude
Always something

Dope man, dope man, what they yelling
Pockets full of stones and an weapon
Teenage outlaws, rebels without
Lost in this jungle where everybody is
Middle finger to the law, friends lay in morgues
And they why our attitude's raw
A real nigga never take a fall, on god
Or take on the false façade
Before that happens niggas blocks getting off
Appetite for
how we all function, and we get it how we live
Even if it's gun
Number with 8 balls for fiends luncheon
Anything to keep ribs touching
Rims bumping, I it on Cube
He says it gets funky, a and a predicate
F the police, a gangster nigga's etiquette
And this filled with cop killers that's sitting on my hip

100 and runnin'
Always into
fuck the police
Like I'm straight up out of
Real don't die
for destruction
Just a with an attitude
Always into