Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y'know, I a hoe that'll want a nickel of herb
The street bitch need a that's as thick as a curb
And you catch a chick in the 'burbs
'cause I'm nice with the nails, and slick with the verbs

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

And getting money is
That kush got my eyes red as cherry
These bitches waiting on their payday
I'm in the XK8 with the body of an
And I'm still the SK straight, nigga