Luyện nghe bài hát Buy Out

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

a hundred and runnin, niggas gunnin at the enemy
NIggas switchin sides, up like its the end of me
Nigga family, but i know these niggas envy me
pound heat, till the mothafuckas sentence me
Im a trendin topic, top down im ridin in the 'rarri
If you like me then im sorry
Same ole G, Im just bein me 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 grind with?
Thats my only question nigga, CMG Im with
Cocaine muzik, and Guns
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. Jump a hurrdle, Win a race
Then i put it in ya nigga.Face on my case nigga
Told my lawyer go to trial. Im doin it big in the
If i lose, raise Mariah for me. If i die, Bust fire for me
Pour out some and get higher for me
Im doin one for my homeboys.
Im hollerin Oh Lord, Some we cant afford
I just be from the heart but sometimes it rhymes
Am i, a real rapper or just nigga with lines?
I dont know, Im confused. Do isupposed to be
You know that hoe ya hoe, she just yo supposed to be bitch
No supposed to be click, dont no allys
Its CMG homie, and WE DONT
I get guys, off the white pies
Dope in pot, and it get baptized
Haleluja, Bless my
Serve my Js up, watch em hit that up
this rap shit, I dont fit in
All the fuck boyz, all fake friends
Streets on fire, on go mode
Streets so dry, i might get a truck load
yo contract, I wont sign that
Labels keep callin me, but i wont back