Luyện nghe bài hát Block Boi

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

[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 2:
M wanted this piece, (Already)
Squat a 33-year-old (Old Chevy)
Replace everything, all in Heat (Yeah)
So chrome under the hood, straight scary
Get my man on, Sacramento Valley
On 22's, vet rallies (Rallies)
Tremendo, to the extreme, I go
I'm cleaner than a San Jose car show
... 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 like "That's up"
Hah, studio tone,
Got us mobbed out, smacking magazine (Like magazine)
When I wanna deep, I gotta van (Gotta van)
But right now, it's young in the waterbed

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

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

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