Luyện nghe bài hát Buy Out

See, This that shit they waitin on.. You know?
This buy out.. and that buy on
my life nigga, Know what im sayin?
This the shit im goin through, the state of mind im in now ya feel me? Hah
Alright. You can put a little on it from here? Dont even erase that shit, thats the intro. We keepin it like that.

a hundred miles and runnin, gunnin at the enemy
switchin sides, givin up like its the end of me
Nigga holla family, but i know these niggas me
heat, thuggin till the mothafuckas sentence me
Im a trendin topic, top down im ridin in the 'rarri
If you dont like me im sorry
Same ole G, Im just me fuck a crittic
I rap about the shit i did it
Life dont change, neither do the
New niggas get money, but the rules the same
Who im gonna sign with? Who im wanna grind
my only question nigga, CMG Im dyin with
Cocaine muzik, Commas and
nigga i fuck with, went to jail i made their bond
I leave the house without my chain or my gun
Got on my dopeboy Guccis on, a pair of 1's

"Preachin"

Murder was the case nigga. a hurrdle, Win a race nigga
i put it in ya face nigga.Face on my case nigga
Told my lawyer go to trial. Im doin it big in the
If i lose, raise for me. If i die, Bust that fire for me
Pour out some and get higher for me
Im doin one for my homeboys.
Im hollerin Oh Lord, Some shit we cant
I just be speakin from the heart but it rhymes
Am i, a real rapper or just some with lines?
I know, Im confused. Do isupposed to be rich?
You that hoe aint ya hoe, she just yo supposed to be bitch
No to be click, dont want no allys
Its CMG homie, and WE FRANCHISE
I get green guys, off the pies
Dope in pot, and it get baptized
Haleluja, Bless my
my Js up, watch em hit that shoot up
Fuck rap shit, I dont fit in
All the boyz, all these fake friends
Streets on fire, on go mode
Streets so dry, i might get a truck load
Fuck yo contract, I wont sign
Labels keep callin me, but i call back