Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

I've been some deep thoughts when that L blowin'
Niggas in know it when you do it
Do it yourself and never no one
You see shells blowin'? I go to hell knowin'
I had them eagles sitting down like Terrell Owens

I spell evil backwards, I gotta
If money's the root to evil then fuck it, I'm an evil
You that diesel acid when it reach the masses
I swear to God, it'll burn, turn these to ashes

in the charger, still smoking, L's laughing
I'm coaching 'The call me Samuel L. Jackson
Niggas been fags, funny like
Me, I'm from the hood, my life in a gym bag

I'm flamin' the 40, I ain't even
If you with kids then I put your brain on your shorty
I ain't open that damn for the fame and the glory
I was hoping to Jamrock's Damien Marley

Ayo, I'm better, second letter with a set of wings
Butter leather, hoody sweater and some better
Black beretta, these niggas better not have said a
For the cheddar, I'm not a forgetter or a thing

I get her, don't have to sweat her or to get her things
I could dead her or feel better just to let her
When you met her she was better Coretta King
Y'all lived together, she was get a wedding ring

She me and blows me like she owes me
You knows me, I take whatever life throws me, me
Girls don't like boys, they like cars, money and of that good smoke
jars of 20, tell a few good jokes
But it's far from funny you in the hood broke

But see I understand what makes niggas
So I put a hundred grand just to put you on the
This ain't you wanted man

I'm a problem for rapper breathing, on every track I'm eating
a fact I'ma be a factor and wrap the season
I my strap and squeezing
Come out with a pack of demons that'll the pastor bleeding

You ain't gotta ask the reason, I know jack or scheming
You can see the tiger stripe J from a away
Yellow and glasses geaming
Chain's so sick I need a piece for it
I can hear the talking, I dare you to reach for it

I'm strapped if you look closely you can see the
Hate niggas that keep talking, usually be informants
That Brooklyn bullshit, you believe, I'm on it
You if my team would wanted
(Flow)
Put G's up on it

But naw, I don't get along with rapping cats
They mad my chain the same as their platinum plaques
That's a fact, let me get mine after that
I'm completely with rap, you cats can have it back

Heaven sport thoughts for the winter
Summer thoughts for the
These john weather fiends come in shorts in the winter
Sure it snows in the winter, hope you getting my
And you should your head back when you getting the drip

Drip the little grip, I cover the order
When I floss, I'm a boss, I could front you a
See the cross all flooded, little stones in the
And I got a divorce so I'm looking for Run's daughter

Tell the Rev that I'm dealing some evils
The on him 'cause the coupe still a see through
Danky women, Denim
His gotta be nauseous, the man's keep spinnin'

Trickin' on niggas, a lil' kiddie on 'em
My seek 'em, they empty out the semis on 'em
You'd rather spit on God then go him
They was second guessing then up convinced 'em

They can't take me in a dark Jag
the same leather as the Mark J bag
Jaz, the kind of that the Narcs may tag
'Cause I'm bringing the of butter like Parque had

Y'know, I ain't a hoe that'll want a nickel of
The street need a stack that's as thick as a curb
And you catch a chick in the 'burbs
Maybe I'm nice with the nails, and slick with the verbs

Yeah, Ms. Jizzaz, fizzaz to spizzaz
I'm like shabizzaz with a little pizzaz
I wasn't sworn in to join in
Been family since the moment I was born in

And getting money is
That California kush got my eyes red as
These bitches waiting on next payday
I'm in the XK8 with the of an ex-Playmate
And I'm still holding the SK straight,