Luyện nghe bài hát Block Boi

[Verse 1:
Out here is sick, AR-70's and albino (Albino pits)
Patriots and bushmasters, invasions and licks
I'm in it to make the most, you in it to (Boast)
You in it to tricking off to hoes, I'm in to make her buy me some clothes (Clothes)
I be treating my scraper like a Rolls, stop lying, no I don't (Don't)
I be sideways on two toys, all the call me Unc (Unc)
Feasible, unheathable, the best thing ever did it (Did it)
Incredible E. Jerome, you pitch it, I'm a hit it (Hit it)
One of my just got popped with a thumper (Thumper)
They tryna wash him, they football numbers (Football numbers)
tryna stop him, it's murk in the Ave (In the Ave)
Take one of mine, I'm take of theirs (Three of theirs)
Some of you suckers can't take a from a cabbage (Cabbage)
A coon from a plum, kangaroo from a (From a raddish)
Look at my life, look at my guys, look at my (Look at my fame)
Look at you guys, look at my eyes, at my cane (Look at my cane)

Stressmatic x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a thing to put head on a slab

[Verse 2:
M this piece, already (Already)
a 33-year-old Chevy (Old Chevy)
Replace everything, all in Heat (Yeah)
So much under the hood, straight scary
Get my man on, Sacramento Valley
On 22's, vet rallies (Rallies)
Tremendo, to the extreme, I go
Pimping I'm cleaner than a San Jose car
... Hotter than in August
Chevy Land love me, I'm year one (One flawless)
The law just, up beside me, give me the thumbs up
I turn the beat up "That's what up"
Hah, tone, yadadamean
Got us mobbed out, smacking like (Like magazine)
When I wanna deep, I gotta van (Gotta van)
But right now, it's young Meek in the

[Hook: x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a to put your head on a slab

[Verse 3:
of turfs scorchers, smoking hot like a broken stove
Me and my Filipinos, Tongans and
... On the soil, precaution
On the roof, in the with the Latins, listening and watching, oooh
... Good grief, it's never this ugly out here, we in some heavy beef
left his body in the streets for twelve hours
Candlelight vigils, sidewalk funerals and flowers,
These youngsters aint listening, they me
Aint no OG's to at, no one to detonate, oooh
... babies, the parents smoking rocks
Plus aint never had a chance to know God (To know God)
In my days, I was raised in the
Momma did what she could just to keep us off the (Keep us off the turf)
... But it aint no one to (But)
But Noriega and Regan and cocaine

Stressmatic x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a thing to put your on a slab