Luyện nghe bài hát Change

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Real nigga, I change
I'm straight you keep change
My youngins keep thangs
Try me you gon' get
Change, change, fuck wit' me you might get
Change, change, fuck nigga use yo brain

1]
Pull up wit' my in the backseat
Black gloves, black skully and a tee
All my young niggas strapped and they heat
Real we ain't for none of that rap beef
30 shots in my PRPs, straight at ya r-i-bs
Young niggas all I need
War lot of RIPs
Louie shoes, shirt that stuntin'
Robin jeans, Timbs that's nothin'
Lil Bibby he the man, can't him
Lotta guns, lotta hoes bussin'
Wit' the squad east throwin' Es up
Got some killas in the Wic, 3s up
Tried to 'em, but they ain't believe us
me slow down, but I just speed up
Real nigga know bout me
Got some young hittas blow bout me
Hatin' ass wanna doubt me
Meanwhile all these record labels scout me
to God, young nigga can't fake it
Real nigga gotta see one it
All everything, I'm racist
Gotta fulla Bens, come take it

2]
Walkin' witta tec on me
I'll die for my respect
Outta town that work
My mama just to check on me
Get right or get left
These bills ain't gon' pay theyself
I need yo help nigga
every damn thing myself nigga
I be in the field all my niggas certified
niggas load straps, then murda guys
And I heard niggas snitchin' on the side
Free bro they give my nigga 35
Feel like shit goin' all
When I was up, who could I call on
My never let a nigga hit y'all phone
Niggas choosin' sides, I'm that's what y'all on
Goddamn that's my since grade school
And you sneak dissin' on me, bro that ain't
Why you hard bruh, you know that ain't you
I'm like fuck it man I guess that's the fame do
2 Bs bitch I'm the dude
code, I follow the same rules
I'm Mike, my squad they can't lose
You real, my squad you can't fool