Luyện nghe bài hát At Night

I don't give a what you spit
(This is)
Who you are, you from
(This is projects)
I don't a hell what you spit
(Urban wolves)
Who you are, you from
And who the hell you be
(Dream baby)

I don't give a hell you spit
(The of the game has returned)
Who you are, you from
(Brooklyn)
I don't give a hell you spit
(Black sopranos)
Who you are, where you
(Let's play)
And who the hell you be

Nice and smooth, knights, icy jewels
So cool, but the slightest ignite my fuels
Love it low, stay in mine, attach
its hard to enter rap just passin' by
XK8, it's all good, the they hate
Was the type of nigga that flexed his weight
See, just ain't my forte, I'm all foreplay
Hoppin' out the Porsche, products on graves

My slow grind niggas cosign for me
Y'all slouch rappin' fake trash rhymes bore me
Adore me, respect niggas way me
Since a shorty, in love with big and orgies
Engaged to it, that beige fluid
Spazzin' like its the music made me do it
Move through it if you thorough, I'm certified
Through the grapevine, I know that heard I'm live

I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you
(This is projects)
I don't give a what you spit
Who you are, where you
And who the you be gettin'

I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, you from
I don't give a hell you spit
Who you are, you from
And who the hell you be

Look, look, I be postured up I'm toasted up nice
Stop niggas from killed, broken up fights
Blunted at the jams, opened up mics
Now its on us, in the I focus on
hardball, now niggas can't call foul
Y'all get with me, I can't fall now

Immune to the murderous
Been it way before niggas heard I was hot
Heavy jewels, the type to keep the in the sock
A fresh pair, and I fuck with them a lot
play, pop bottles like its no tomorrow
Ricky Ricardo, the young black
Spanish, my robe'll make the dark vanish

Too complicated for y'all 85's, don't it
Respect game, there's as a criminal
So recognize I'm a five star
You who

I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, you from
I don't give a hell what you
Who you are, you from
And who the hell you be

I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you
I don't a hell what you spit
Who you are, you from
And who the you be gettin'

Yo, yo, at time its hard illin', it scars the feelings
But y'all want from a game that's involved in millions
Cars, and chillin', sex with broads, but villain
It find a broke man, have him harm civilians
It's like a Larson and blades but robbers spinnin'
Niggas from court tryna dodge they sentence
The odds is endless, can't calm the menace
Its like Saddam's in us, comin' fully for business

Chrome pubelies, smoke great, two tone
Five miles on the same line, the is deadly
Hope got a ghetto for us
In the hood, for the that bled before us
Weep slow, soak in, feel the
foot notes for the adolescents
Locked in, beef in the game now
I know its deep but the streets know the now
The war is on

I give a hell what you spit
(This is)
Who you are, where you
(This is project)
I don't a hell what you spit
Who you are, you from
And who the you be gettin'

I don't give a what you spit
Who you are, where you
I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, you from
And who the hell you be