Luyện nghe bài hát Angelic Wars

No ego trippin', just old
All up when I'm feelin'
'Cause pain up on my seems to be all I feel
Watchin' my fall apart was all I never wanted to see

I got love for one another
I'd kill for my brother
Even though he might be
At times, I'm do what I got to do

To come through every scary
Just brought us closer which kept us
Remember days
When southwest Atlanta wasn't even

So out the to wet it
And say actin' brains, relaxin'
And steady stackin' and packin'
And is tired, and set it off

I don't be sittin' in a trap slangin' peewees
Tell Mike, "Damn I'm 'bout to up my re-up money"
See, I used to wear my shoes until I no more
Now I hit the store, when the lace get

I wear Calhoun 'cause I don't like Calvin
I relate to my
To make you think 'bout my third album
This supposed to be the
the moon and the sky turn purple
So watch this full

Black touch red
Red touch black
Me and Big got this drop wit some gator backs
And I'm 'bout how much I make

He get the rims, I get the system and we leave him the
Ya what I'm sayin'
Who gives a damn about catchin' a
It's been a since I seen my boys

One time for my patnas who got out
Back on the grind, did time, got that hide-away, okay
(That's right)
I got to say
Two times for the crook who got away

It done got so quiet now, I can a rat piss
On cotton, one spoiled the whole
rotten
What it mean when you see the sun and the moon

At the same
This God's way, you dug your own
The righteous was laid
But you chose to go

Ay, out the war
Wakin' up in a sweat
Through the same ol'
Genocide from the inside, a pit

You lie, killed nobody
Let's it to the ol' school, no you can't
Hands shakin' like a dog shittin' hooks
stare

Can't help the look
It with the face
I used to steal my folks
But now I'm

through the neighborhood rat's pockets books, ooh
You missin' somethin' of
We you, got you
Jumpin', dumb bitch, you gets

Nobody knows the trouble I done
My homeboy MD write me from the
24-7, hell or heaven, it ain't no
it be mo' sunshine for the two time felon
They him 10, do 3, seven year probation
Lord us not, unto no temptation

know how it be
You make a monkey move, lay yourself on the
You'll me
They don't care nuttin' you

In cold system
Can't do nuttin' but what them folk give me
I'm dead
folk givin' away time
Just to show us the good keep lettin' the sunshine

One time for them niggas who got out
And my on stokes
Raw just westward Way
Uh, huh and I got to say
Two times for the crook who got away

Uh, huh, believe
Uh, huh, that