Luyện nghe bài hát City Mad

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

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

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

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

Yeah, off the dribble, three-hundred at meechy
Yeah I'm doing shells on the weekly, easy
I'm a sleazeball it get greasy
Kick the that's for sheezy
Ha? Niggas mad the YG collab
If it's funky it's
So when you see me stacked
hard and fall asleep in the trap
Tryna put my on but we gon' leave it at that
Pull luck, come fuck with the
If blood brain-dead considered a body
jaypay, niggas is Charlie
If I you that I got him, I got him, shit ain't nothin'
the circumference since a youngin'
It's embedded in me, I'm thuggin' baby I it
I've witnessed some shit that you stomach
The substance that I'm kissing the way I can function

now my city mad
Everybody tryna it, have my homies doing bad
Damn I got get this
Gotta keep a clear mind, gotta 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

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