Luyện nghe bài hát Blood, Sweat & Gears

Take opportunity to roll up
Locate lighters

1: Curren$y]
Laced, Robinson's ? moccasins
Matt black polished rims
Fuck you said I ain't it clear
Too money talking in my ear
The end result of two albums in one
Blood and gears
Life in the racing stripes
We break day and
lifestyle
I ain't looking for her boy
This trill jet shit, just
That's yo wifey but she still a jet
her direction to the tele and a check list
Arriving shortly with the items I
Reinforce the frame with that Jive nigga repellin my new
the smoke
Let ya a couple grams home if you my folk
Eyeball you a little
I ain't the the man though
But if you give me 15 I'll call my folks he be at the door
Connecting four, marine batteries on the side of my
To go with them other four that piling the pumps
the juice and them cylinders that make the chevy jump
You already know ain't gotta ya bout it partner
Yo bitch talkin and you steady eavesdropping

2: Fiend]
Rolling trees can do for you
No matter what you be goin
flow
Ten grams of potassium
Streets I roam, Mama praying the Vatican
My life feels treading water in the ocean
standing in
I'm dopes up drug trafficking
her get dough I'm getting fat again
What I do to get my love warm, laugh
Say love don't give me your mouth
Got to it, later on you'll be acting them
Life is free throws
Some things ya miss
Some things ya
Don't rush, wait
I pape time travel machine
It can get ya there faster but it can't wake a permanent
I never compromise my
kush not cess
Why cry I'm
Aw lend me the out
The ones I call my ten dogs in a house
Jets in the club on tour
Born in New Orleans all new friends
I'm building, international jones
And Louie scarfs there smoking one with the homies
full of vinyl
All bars are
Leather is wrists first name, not Lionel
International
Curren$y the
my nigga
Tell them ladies go