Luyện nghe bài hát Change

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Real nigga, I won't
I'm you keep that change
My youngins keep thangs
Try me you get changed
Change, change, fuck me you might get changed
Change, change, fuck nigga use yo brain

1]
Pull up wit' my shooters in the
gloves, black skully and a black tee
All my young niggas strapped and they clap
Real talk we ain't for of that rap beef
30 in my PRPs, aimin' straight at ya r-i-bs
Young that's all I need
War time lot of
Louie shoes, Louie shirt that
Robin jeans, Timbs that's nothin'
Lil Bibby he the man, touch him
Lotta guns, lotta hoes bussin'
Wit' the over east throwin' Es up
Got killas in the Wic, throwin' 3s up
Tried to tell 'em, but they believe us
me slow down, but I just speed up
Real nigga what'chu know me
Got some hittas they'll blow bout me
Hatin' ass wanna doubt me
Meanwhile all these record labels wanna me
Swear to God, young can't fake it
Real nigga gotta see one it
All everything, I'm racist
Gotta fulla Bens, come take it

2]
Walkin' round tec on me
die for my respect homie
Outta town that work
My mama callin' just to on me
Get right or get nigga
bills ain't gon' pay theyself nigga
I don't yo help nigga
Move every damn thing nigga
I be in the field all my street certified
Young niggas straps, then murda guys
And I heard niggas snitchin' on the other
Free bro they tryna give my 35
Feel like shit goin' all
When I was fucked up, who could I on
My pride never let a hit y'all phone
Niggas choosin' sides, I'm like that's y'all on
Goddamn that's my nigga grade school
And you sneak on me, bro that ain't cool
Why you actin' hard bruh, you know ain't you
I'm like it man I guess that's what the fame do
2 Bs bitch I'm the dude
Street code, I the same rules
I'm like Mike, my they can't lose
You ain't real, my you can't fool