Luyện nghe bài hát City Mad

Lord me father
Protect me from all enemies all all together
Culver Bloods

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
Goddamn shit so sad
Caught him with his kids took what he had
now my city mad
Everybody tryna get it but don't know it's at

All the gone hate me
But chump better watch out for that KO and lean
Y'all better watch out for them fake
If damn M-30 ain't dotted up they ain't true
The city mad 'cause everybody got it
You do what you want you poppin'
But everybody poppin
I'm like the only one out the dropping
So they gotta fuck with me, they ain't got an
And I niggas hate that
I got this far I wasn't supposed to it
Moving a boss with niggas I knew from way back
Gun, K-four, check, I got to take that
Known fact, don't get caught the ham
they'll leave your body shots on Instagram
The nineteen-nineties all the was poppin'
But now the got it

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

Yeah, off the dribble, three-hundred shot at
Yeah I'm doing hundred on the weekly, easy
I'm a when it get greasy
the yadadamean? that's for sheezy
Ha? mad about the YG collab
If it's funky funky
So when you see me stacked
Grind hard and asleep in the trap
Tryna put my niggas on but we gon' it at that
luck, come fuck with the Mozzy
If blood brain-dead considered a body
jaypay, niggas is Charlie
If I told you that I got him, I got him, shit ain't
Patrolling the circumference since a
It's in me, I'm thuggin' baby I love it
I've some shit that you couldn't stomach
The substance that I'm the only way I can function

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

It's murder murder had to about this four-hundred
Chaos been dead, so my nigga's been mad
Been tapped it off, been this cash
Down for whatever so this shit my back
Wiggle off, slide when it's war nigga
All my life was in that pen take store nigga
Damn this shit is sad, bitch niggas making it
Snitch niggas faking it, us real is paving this way
Bomb shit, go ham when I'm talking I don't feel this
Wild, robbed the stash, on my I can get it
I'm bracking, little bit, 'bout my money I ain't stopping
Yeah I'm to get it poppin' yeah
Fuck y'all niggas, got no love for niggas
Clear mind, ain't no with y'all niggas
I fall back, get to bust at niggas
I get this paper, can't back
Four-hundred from the
And Bompton shit nigga
I never stop,