Luyện nghe bài hát Animosity

Niggas been hatin' school, cause Imma fool.
Polo down year round twenties off the ground.
I go to clubs, smug but I don't hear the sound.
Them niggas throw a across but they won't get down.
Watch you could be wrong. Niggas to steal your soul.
Nigga broke in my car I used to give em dough.
Talk about me when I pass through, when I stop.
So I strap down everyday cause I can't like Tupac.
You want my force out my voice, I know.
You niggas want niggas dead in that boat. Well let's go.
My mamma told me bout them niggas. Them ain't your friends.
Who saw me stash my shit, you me again.
We to be kin. But your family hurt you too.
That dust and that gin got me a dirt'll do.
But hatin leads to and brokeness lead to hopeless.
And don't thank me nigga, I know its you and animosity.

Chorus.

What kinda nigga call my mom and her her son got shot?
A pussy nigga who that dick up in his thigh. Box.
I got rocks. Lotta niggas don't that.
Like (...?) I'll be right back. 'G' nights with my cat.
the start of shit, I had haters back then.
Used to get my in my day when I was 8, 9, and 10.
And hoes runnin off, fuckin up my relationships.
I done had enough, dont know how I can take this shit.
My baby mamma peep but can't run it to the fullest.
It's this dick got me runnin up them bullets.
I know you hate my twenties so Imma get more inches.
And Imma get some Ks and have you runnin fences.
I'm in the judge eyes, and he muggin me down.
Bad to red stick. There aint no love in this town.
They hold a grudge in this town, They slugs in this town.
And don't think I ain't you, clown.