Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Keeps Turning

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

I like CD's in the deck
Moosh fools in the face that lack
Protect ya arm, from the funk
I deodirise the musty, ya rhymes are crusty, you can't G

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

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

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

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

Thinking of the easiest way to get a bank
Knowledge is urban-able, manifold
A tar can of hos to my system quick
bitches off the dick

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

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

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

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

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

I'm than most, but I got the shorter temper
And I'm cooler than that don't know how it goes
Let's it back to the first side
When you was a new jack and jockin' my new

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

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

This is for the bitches and niggas that front
I smoke on, I 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 times your tightest flow
And times ya tightest track
Three times fattest sack
Three times is

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

Thou shalt rest in grief who lay in the belt
Barely included work, leaves scarred and hurt
To art in hell, where the man dwells
The place with pussy and crack rock dwells