Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

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

I spell evil backwards, I gotta
If money's the root to evil fuck 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

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

I'm flamin' the 40, I ain't sorry
If you with your kids then I put your brain on your
I ain't open that block for the fame and the glory
I was hoping to like 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 have said a
For the cheddar, I'm not a forgetter or a thing

I could get her, don't to sweat her or to get her things
I could dead her or feel just to let her cling
you met her she was better 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 life throws me, me
Girls don't like boys, they like cars, money and of that good smoke
Kush jars of 20, tell a few jokes
But it's far from when 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 every rapper breathing, on every I'm eating
It's a 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 a piece for it
I can hear the streets talking, I dare you to for it

I'm strapped if you look you can see the Taurus
Hate niggas that keep talking, usually be informants
That Brooklyn bullshit, you 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 with these rapping
mad my chain the same size as their platinum plaques
That's a fact, let me get then 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 weather fiends come in shorts in the
Sure it snows in the winter, hope you my drift
And you should hold your head when you getting the drip

Drip the grip, I could cover the order
I floss, I'm a boss, I could front you a quarter
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 with some evils
The sunshine on him 'cause the still a see through
women, Antik Denim
His pockets gotta be nauseous, the man's spinnin'

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

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

Y'know, I a hoe that'll want a nickel of herb
The street bitch need a stack as thick as a curb
And you might 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 shabizzaz with a little pizzaz
I wasn't sworn in to join in
Been family since the that I was born in

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