Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

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

I evil backwards, I gotta live
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

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

I'm the 40, I ain't even sorry
If you with your kids then I put your brain on 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, letter with a set of wings
Butter leather, sweater and some better bling
Black beretta, these niggas better not have a thing
For the cheddar, I'm not a forgetter or a thing

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

She chose me and me like she owes me
You knows me, I take whatever life me, shows me
Girls don't like boys, they cars, money and some of that good smoke
Kush jars of 20, tell a few 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
ain't what you wanted man

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

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

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

hammering 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 my drift
And you should hold your head back when you getting the

the little grip, I could cover 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 with some evils
The sunshine on him 'cause the coupe a see through
Danky women, Denim
His pockets gotta be nauseous, the keep spinnin'

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

They take me in a dark gray Jag
Seats the leather as the Mark J bag
Jaz, the kind of bitch the Narcs may tag
I'm bringing the kind of butter like Parque had

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

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

And getting money is
California kush got my eyes red as cherry
These bitches on their next payday
I'm in the XK8 the body of an ex-Playmate
And I'm holding the SK straight, nigga