Luyện nghe bài hát Believe

It was to be you and I and the curtains closed
But along the lines we switched episodes
It's kinda like Gina left Martin for New York
Speaking of New York, the city is so
with the Knicks looking to make the playoffs
Spike is back on the court, and still with the Bronx
Bloomberg got the city ready for
Go get ouija boards out, niggas, and pray on
You want drama? Get your on
Still got the on my shoulders, a nigga headstrong
to go in, you can lock my body
Contract my mind, my thoughts escaping
of the pen, a work of art like Basquiat
I? 'cept I paint my lyrically, you fancy, huh
Bitch foamin like a B
And we ain't hoes, we talkin Euros and raw weed
Who do you in?
Is it or the man upstairs?
Is it or prayer?
God bless the dead and fuck the fast
What's progression if you been through backlash?
Nigga, what do you in?
my money's on me, myself, and I, my team, and this music
Y'all ain't gon' believe
Maybe it's my fault, or maybe y'all just making
Who do you in?
Motherfucker the money is to me and tellin me that it's lonely
In need of new friends, Grants and Franklins
And the singles and the fives to the bitches
Dubs is for wifing in the club, no
But you know who you are, nigga flinching
Stop you may not think that it's a bitch
But life's a ho and been fucking
See, that's I believe in
With no logic, no for experience
To the world would be a lifetime achievement
You it cum then e'rybody jump on the dick
Y'all niggas full of shit, that's why you fuckin
And never smell the shit 'til you get shitted on
Fuck 'em all, not for
I always on time, too much ice in the vodka mo'fucker
Who do you in? Cause even the smartest
Of niggas got the gall and the balls to believe
back, renaissance nigga, that's the project
Up next, the pill, deuces, gon' that
Matter of fact, swallow dick, bitch, get fix on
up niggas go and get it, gon' get it
Next on, the next episode, new time, new
News flash: nobody's from the backlash
Backstabbing, bootlicking me, ass
Niggas stick to the system, God bless 'em
power brings power, money making more money
Love will you not love again, but constantly want it
feelings erupt when they're left dormant
It's what witnessing, it's what I believe in
new money, new cars, new bitches
Life is a game of inches, this