Luyện nghe bài hát Bag Talk

[Intro: Mill]
I can hear it in your voice you never in this shit nigga
We at war

[Verse 1: Mill]
Young niggas Glocks
Sellin' dope, poppin'
When the feds through, they scooped the whole South Philly
When the came through, they scooped the whole South Philly
We was grinding, was hating
time to get this money, I was patient
We was Gucci, was snaking
Only one to keep it real they was faking
Ain't a 'round me I ain't give a hundred bands to
Never out, about them bitches that we ran through
you get the money like I got it they can't stand you
Fuck 'em, we at war with the system, in the
I'm in the trenches, niggas said that I got beef
I can't really trust these niggas 'bout cash, and I can't sleep
And my lined my other homie up, 'cause he a creep
Show no for that pussy ass nigga, it get deep
For the of that Benji, we spillin' blood in them streets
And I know why they hate me, it ain't no love in them
He was at work, we thought it was love it was cheap
He was sellin us reerock, pumping us on that Reebok
Damn, thought you was all here, out that we not
Slid up on him wit three Glocks, did him dirty for three
that boy to a freeze pop, shoot him into a [?]
It's a enviornment
Young killing, all the old heads retiring
And the sound of 30 start to sound inspiring
When you up on them, I start firing
Please don't judge us, they killed our brothers
We done all winter they gon feel our summers
I went drop top Don on 'em, we do
And when we get a to rain on 'em, we gon' flood 'em
'em, fuck 'em

I told 'em, pray for 'em
All that I feel like I'm made for
Catch a body, it to the grave for me
And if they pop you off, never change on me, no
Bag talk, put a bag on her, let cash talk
[?]
Killed the [?]
Why you it that far?
[?] everybody, you understand, dog
We the type to call the and have a standoff
Make a thottie call homie, that's a man-off

2]
We ain't never loved, so we don't know how it feel
They so to the fake shit, they don't know what was real
All my enemies, frenemies, I know who to kill
I don't know who gon' keep it silent and know who gon'
I can't tell no
I don't know [?]
'Cause it all got fuzzy and came down to money
I seen niggas from me], made me watch while I'm hungry
Bitches changed for the fame, you gotta watch they phony
I don't where I'm going, I need navigation
They came and got a young 'for they graduation
Spent some time on that Patek still got no patience
Gave my nigga 20 years, put him on
Every time I'm in the hood, I be on some Wraith
Stars all in the ceiling, feel it's a spaceship
In them streets, we still in there, think we made it
They just killed my little cousin, wish I could've him
'Member out in Vegas when we did it major
Niggas turned they back on us, I feel they played us
I feel like they try to use us, I can't do no
Gotta these niggas close 'cause they been catchin' vapors