Luyện nghe bài hát At Night

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

Nice and smooth, white knights, icy
So cool, but the shit ignite my fuels
Love it low, stay in mine, attach
'Cuz its hard to enter rap just by
XK8, it's all good, the they hate
Was never the of nigga that flexed his weight
See, frontin' just my forte, I'm all foreplay
Hoppin' out the Porsche, drop on graves

My slow grind story cosign for me
Y'all slouch rappin' fake trash rhymes bore me
me, respect niggas way before me
Since a shorty, in with big guns 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 give a hell what you spit
Who you are, you from
And who the hell you be

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

Look, look, I be up like I'm toasted up nice
Stop niggas gettin' killed, broken up fights
Blunted at the jams, opened up mics
Now its on us, in the I on right
It's hardball, now niggas can't foul
Y'all can't get with me, I can't now

to the murderous plots
Been about it way before heard I was hot
Heavy jewels, the type to keep the in the sock
A fresh pair, and I fuck with Germans a lot
Let's play, pop bottles like its no
Ricky Ricardo, the black Leonardo
Spanish, my robe'll make the dark vanish

Too complicated for 85's, don't understand it
game, there's rules as a criminal
So recognize I'm a star general
You who

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

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

Yo, yo, at time its illin', it kinda scars the feelings
But what y'all from a game that's involved in millions
Cars, and chillin', sex with broads, but villain
It could a broke man, have him harm civilians
It's like a Larson and razor but robbers spinnin'
Niggas runnin' from court tryna dodge they
The odds is endless, moms calm the menace
Its like Saddam's in us, fully armed for business

Chrome pubelies, smoke great, two tone
Five miles on the line, the zone is deadly
Hope heaven got a for us
In the hood, for the hustlers that before us
Weep slow, soak in, the Schweppervesence
Specialize foot for the adolescents
in, there's beef in the game now
I know its deep but the streets know the now
The war is on

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

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