Luyện nghe bài hát Best Friend [Explicit]

Ain't never much of the church type
But I believe in the days
I through Hell almost every night
But I it's a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' with life
With those tattoos on face?
Say boy, you that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess see when I head that way

To the father son and spirit
I hold you
My best friend, best
Let the trumpets blow with your
I can almost it
My friend, best friend
When you me Hell upon my soul and spirit
I got a best friend, friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, friend

I know much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible
I put my love for a on idle
Because I got beat my mama's belt
But I learned from my
Try hard to respect people for what they in
But if you spit on my grave
And wish me then I wish you well
I'mma you straight up to my best friend

To the son and holy spirit
I you nearest
My best friend, best
Let the trumpets with your appearance
I can hear it
My friend, best friend
When you wish me Hell my soul and spirit
I got a friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best

God, please would you arm me the armor?
To me when there's drama like Gandhi
Could have gone the way many times
Could have Dalai with the lama but I squash my
when things seem to be looking decent recently
But jinx it
It's like Clint Eastwood for peace thought
Maybe no enta' the priesthood
But at least should make an attempt to show remorse and to be some
repenter for the people I've been a menace ta'
Not a preacher, but a shit starter and
Enta' the mind of a thick skin, but a short
This patience of is thinner
Than twine is I
Get attacked so I say somethin' back that might offend ya
So if you don't when I rap or what I have to say on the mic then ya
wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap
I'm a and I
(Got a best friend, friend)
balls and intestines
And never been yes men
They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up the
I'm ever it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it
Cause something I can barely stomach
And I listen to my guts
So unless you're my belly button
Don't tell me
You ain't my (best friend, friend)
Who ya I'm talkin' 'bout?
Lifts me up I'm down and out
Still look to him a doubt
Still got a (best friend, friend)
it out
Like there's been a louder mouth
Should have been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher now
When I blackout, outage
powerless, but they crowd around
They tend to flock like shepherds, the black
But I'll be the worst thing that these motherfuckers herd when I'm counted out
You'll be D.O.A, announce but pronounce you dead when they sound it out
So prepare for a rival, your arch surrounds you now
all around you
Not even a doctor's at the hospital are shiggy shock you back to life
It's in piggy possible to you
That's word to the doc
Stiggy stoppin' is not an option, I'm not gonna do
I'm the Iggy-Pop of hip-hop when I in the booth dog
I'm the
Like Biggie rockin' with in a suit talkin' to Proof
Droppin' a
Fill up a syllable clip like a re-fillable script, cock it and
And who you think's my glock that I use I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
And he'll be waiting at the when you get sprayed up
Sendin' you hoes straight up to with my
(Best friend, friend)

To the father son and holy
I you nearest
My best friend, friend
Let the trumpets blow with your
I can hear it
My best friend, friend
you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
I got a best friend, friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, friend
Ye-eah...