Luyện nghe bài hát Built for This

It's time to the rookies from vets
Pussies threats, truth from lies
Supplies dealers and death
I'm feelin' this, I'm young and
Status unmatched, undisputed, some
My destiny to rep streets

I'm built for this, the is too strong
Feeling's numb from dealing too
It's real count ya when you on
My pen is visual, I'm real, men are
I feel the growing, you hold a grudge
A 45 infra holding no love
Hungry like my ribs are showin', as if you didn't
I spit the potent, uncut, raw, my mind is pure
Like a shark, I tear you open, cut you blood in my
My pen it ghost people, dope needles

When I rhyme no equal
The flow will freeze you, like stair, I'm so lethal
Obviously, I'm a vill, odds against me
Like Rasheed Wallace, hard to stick me
I'm built for this, in the street, I'm powerful if gets dirty
30-30 will shower, you exist 'cause I allow you to live
I you, I kinda knew you was weak, I can see how cowards do
I write facing a scholar, question my life expectance
My is gettin' money, my aura like Lexus

On the mic I'm relentlence, the perfection
Ya new connect for pure, uncut raw,
I a rush when ever my palms clutch a gun, pen or a ki
Or a dime satisfy my need
I write rhymes with killer instinct, yet to find a nigga iller me
Some smile at my face, yet they still me

I the fake, never sleep or deny death for waste
Or conversate in the presence of
When and where and time I'm weight
You destined to think or where he get this paper
Son, we nearly
I that when buried Spank, the real will perish ya life
evidence my rhyme skill is excellent

M for the man, E
G get money, A all my niggas up
I'm for this, for real it's in me
Like RK, I make you the big heat
The illest is me, the dealer empties semi-auto
I conceal on these streets that to the kiss of death
to deal ki's and snort blow, you cant replace me

I live the rhyme I visualize, you real I see it in ya eyes
I spit nines, coke on scales thats digitalized
The realness I and die, the streets I epitomize, the trife life
I rock jewels ice, verbally I bruise mics
Mega live it I'm ghetto, my is chromed out
Give me a pen and watch a nigga out
I can't believe the shit I spit is my own mouth