Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

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

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

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

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

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

I could get her, 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 than King
Y'all together, she was gonna get a wedding ring

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

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

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

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

I'm if you look closely you can see the Taurus
Hate that keep talking, they 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 the same size as their platinum plaques
That's a fact, let me get mine after that
I'm done with rap, you cats can have it back

Heaven hammering thoughts for the winter
thoughts for the winter
These long john fiends come in shorts in the winter
Sure it snows in the winter, hope you my drift
And you should hold your head back you getting the drip

Drip the little grip, I could the order
When I floss, I'm a boss, I could you a quarter
See the cross all flooded, little in the border
And I just got a divorce so I'm looking for daughter

the Rev that I'm dealing with some evils
The sunshine on him 'cause the coupe a see through
women, Antik Denim
His pockets gotta be nauseous, the man's keep

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

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

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

Yeah, it's Ms. Jizzaz, fizzaz to
I'm like better shabizzaz a little pizzaz
I wasn't sworn in just to in
Been family the moment that I was born in

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