Luyện nghe bài hát Built for This

It's to separate the rookies from vets
Pussies threats, truth from lies
from dealers and death
I'm this, I'm young and ruthless
Status unmatched, undisputed, assuming
My to rep these streets

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

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

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

I doubt the fake, sleep or deny death for waste
Or conversate in the of snakes
When and where and time I'm weight
You destined to think or where does he get this
Son, we extinct
I realized that when buried Spank, the real will ya life
Conceal my rhyme skill is excellent

M for the man, E
G get money, A all my niggas up
I'm built for this, for real in me
Like RK, I you feel the big heat
The illest is me, the drug dealer empties
I conceal on these streets to uphold the kiss of death
Tryin' to ki's and snort blow, you cant replace me

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