Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But see I understand makes niggas underhand
So I put a hundred grand just to put you on the
This ain't what you 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 pull my strap and
Come out a pack of demons that'll leave the pastor bleeding

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

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

But naw, I get along with these rapping cats
They mad my the same size 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 hammering sport for the winter
Summer for the winter
These long john weather fiends come in shorts in the
Sure it snows in the winter, hope you my drift
And you hold your head back when you getting the drip

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

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

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

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

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

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

And getting is hereditary
California kush got my eyes red as cherry
These waiting on their next payday
I'm in the XK8 with the of an ex-Playmate
And I'm still the SK straight, nigga