Luyện nghe bài hát City Mad

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

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

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

now my city mad
Everybody tryna make it, have my homies bad
I got get this cash
Gotta a clear mind, gotta keep one in the stash
Goddamn this so sad
Caught him with his kids still took 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 shells on the weekly, easy
I'm a sleazeball it get greasy
Kick the yadadamean? for sheezy
Ha? mad about the YG collab
If funky it's 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
Pull luck, come fuck the Mozzy
If brain-dead that's considered a body
Paypal jaypay, is Charlie
If I told you I got him, I got him, shit ain't nothin'
Patrolling the since a youngin'
It's embedded in me, I'm thuggin' baby I it
I've witnessed some shit you couldn't stomach
The substance I'm kissing the only way I can function

Right now my mad
Everybody tryna make it, my homies doing bad
Damn I got get this
keep a clear 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 where at

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