Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Keeps Turning

As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
Street sermon, niggas are determined

I flow like CD's in the
Moosh fools in the face that respect
Protect ya arm, from the funk
I deodirise the musty, ya rhymes are crusty, you bust G

So leave me alone I'm in the
the streets on my own, nigga get blown
Some say that nigga Where is gone
But I'm low in the cut and gotta
Are you bust or play bones?

You motherfuckin' clone, get off that nigga's and get'cha own
It's Miscellanea and it's on
For the niggas slept, they shoulda stayed in step
And kept ya big mouth shut

As the world turning, chronic keeps burning
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, niggas are determined

I woke up with a stomach ache, headache, ache
Advil, Tylenol, Peptol, slept so realized my world is wrong
My is gone like disco, blowin' up Cisco in my Cammo
in back of me was my soul

Thinking of the way to get a bank roll
Knowledge is urban-able, manifold
A tar can of hos to lubricate my quick
Shaky bitches off the

'Cos she got a vice grip on the flow my lips
I'm slow but with the proper tools
Show me the one shit so I can drop a fool
I'm out to glow a nigga if he think he Mr Cream

Come back on the scene and a Phillie, G
I dream of gettin' mine now let me tell you what's silly
Me, buckin' with my is murder one
I heard a gun bustin' shots, down the

I a nigga gettin' what he got
Shit is heavy like a medicine ball and broke niggas to niggas
I'll fuck one for y'all, they made ya phone call
To a trick didn't even care

'Cos she was gettin fucked somewhere, you're stuck in
Now you wanna bust, nigga, now you wanna kill,
Nigga how ya You can't try to be real
is for real

As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
Street sermon, these are determined
As the keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, these niggas are

As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
Street sermon, these are determined

I'm cooler most, but I got the shorter temper
And I'm cooler than foes that know how it goes
Let's take it back to the side
When you was a new jack and my new track

But you was wrong, didn't know about the big
Head-strong, nicknamed Dav from off the yard
With a teenage group I'm turnin' loots to
Me and my niggas

You wanna what the hos used to do
When me and my came bustin' through
All of blushin's brew
Underground till my eyed balls turned blue

This is for the and niggas that wanna front
I on, I broke on till I spoke on
packin' shows like Farrakhan
Where is on another level with two that's on the same plateau

Now that's three times your tightest
And times ya tightest track
times your fattest sack
Three times is

As the world keeps turning, chronic keeps
Street sermon, these are determined
As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
Street sermon, niggas are determined

As the keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
Street sermon, these are determined

Thou shalt in grief who lay buried in the belt
Barely included work, leaves bodies and hurt
To art in hell, the next man dwells
The place with stankin' pussy and crack dwells