Luyện nghe bài hát City Mad

Lord help me
me from all enemies all evil all together
Culver City

Right now my mad
tryna make it, have my homies doing bad
Damn I got get this
Gotta keep a mind, gotta keep one in the stash
this shit so sad
Caught him with his kids took what he had
now my city mad
Everybody tryna get it but know where it's at

All the finessers gone me
But better watch out for that KO and that lean
Y'all watch out for them fake blues
If that damn M-30 ain't dotted up ain't true
The city mad 'cause ain't got it
You do you want when you poppin'
But ain't poppin
I'm like the only one out the dropping
So they gotta fuck me, they ain't got an option
And I know hate that
I got this far I wasn't supposed to it
like a boss with niggas I knew from way back
Gun, K-four, check, I got to take that
Known fact, get caught without the ham
'Cause leave your body shots on Instagram
The nineteen-nineties all the was poppin'
But now the got it

Right now my mad
Everybody make it, have my homies doing bad
I got get this cash
Gotta keep a mind, gotta keep one in the stash
this shit so sad
Caught him with his kids still took he had
Right now my mad
Everybody get it but don't know where it's at

Yeah, off the dribble, shot at meechy
Yeah I'm doing hundred shells on the weekly,
I'm a sleazeball it get greasy
Kick the yadadamean? that's for
Ha? Niggas mad about the YG
If it's funky funky
So you see me it's stacked
Grind hard and fall asleep in the
Tryna put my niggas on but we gon' leave it at
luck, come fuck with the Mozzy
If blood brain-dead that's considered a
Paypal jaypay, niggas is
If I told you that I got him, I got him, shit nothin'
Patrolling the circumference since a
It's embedded in me, I'm baby I love it
I've witnessed some shit that you couldn't
The substance that I'm the only way I can function

now my city mad
Everybody tryna make it, my homies doing bad
Damn I got get cash
keep a clear mind, gotta keep one in the stash
Goddamn shit so sad
Caught him with his kids still took he had
now my city mad
Everybody tryna get it but don't know it's at

It's murder murder had to talk about this
Chaos been dead, so my real been mad
Been tapped it off, been this cash
Down for so this rapping shit my back
Wiggle off, really slide it's war nigga
All my life was in that pen take that store
Damn this shit is sad, these bitch making it
Snitch niggas faking it, us real niggas is paving way
Bomb this shit, go ham when I'm I don't feel this
Wild, the stash, on my daughter I can get it
Yeah I'm bracking, little bit, 'bout my I ain't stopping
Yeah I'm to get it poppin' yeah
Fuck niggas, got no love for y'all niggas
Clear mind, ain't no trust with niggas
I fall back, get to bust at niggas
I get this paper, can't look
Four-hundred the block
And this shit nigga
I stop, four-block