Luyện nghe bài hát Centurion

"Yeah, me? Yeah, yeah,
I'm just tryna say before I, I dropped off"

I feel the Tom Sawyer for real niggas
Looking for a problem, revolver under the
No needed, we will kill niggas
So try me if you want, bruh, I promise I'm all of that
night shooters, got 'em thinking Johnny Carson back
Trying to win this white man game with my heart
All off a and a dream that I really had
Kind of hard to sleep when your thoughts is in the
North north is the side where my family
Big Jesus, I can't wait
Until the coming in, spend it all on guns and rims
I ain't but a nigga, ain't no reason to pretend

Kept the sticky in the pouch
Ski mask, bloody 'Preme tossing doobies out
The window of the hoopty, night black as
Mooney at the but the moon was out
Food was always
Eating nothing but hard punches to abdominal
fist chronicles, sold sniff, Momma knew
Baggies 'round, peanut shells at a carnival
Stomping clowns, pussy niggas to the romper room
Buckshot'll cover a whole like a parka do
In a at 2, plotting, trying to garner loot
it with his big roll dog, call him Marmaduke
Searching for a shard of truth and uh
Couple bucks bought his lunch
Another Dutch, collar on the button-up
Hood, rich, wild, and 'bout to run
Road to Hell paved with cement, trussled drugs, toughen up

"Well, alright, okay, if that's how you truly feel about it,
Alright, okay, if that's how you truly feel it, then"

Vinny Stape, stupid, think the city safe
Until that little placed, headshots, red dot
as hot as Denny plates, fed watch, Fed watch
Opinions only pity based, deep in the with the
Evilest this side of the Mississippi
All courtesy of Vincent niggas who plot against
Ear-L-double-S, hear shells the Tec
Hear in full-effect, eat a and cut a check, bitch
Few I'm on a first-name basis with
me by the alias, that trunk weighted like he
'Bout to catch a case again, louder than the voice of
Satan be plaguing him, bruh, I'm caking
Whether Hell or bad weather, high water, I'm a
Assailant for the paper, living I met the maker twice
Hit it 'til I'm faded right? Mami, a hike
Or treat it like you fucking dice, bitch

"Well, alright, okay, if that's how you feel about it, then
Alright, okay, if that's how you truly about it, then"