Luyện nghe bài hát Conscience

[Intro: Black]
Yeah, Baby
streets took my conscience

Sniper
streets took my conscience

[Verse 1: Black]
Yeah, everybody with me on that same
I don't gang-bang but I bang
I up to the club, I got on eight chains
Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my

2: Future]
Brown made my dawg insane
up a geek, it's the same thang
Fish scale or molly, it's the same
Murder by the stains, we your claim
The big Patek face ten chains
Took bitch out to eat on a private plane
Real talk, 150 when it's plain
Drop the junk behind the dumpster for some

[Verse 3: Black]
Ayy, free my nigga coo , he in the chain
Chris Johnson, I swear to God I drop twenty-eight
I told my nigga be fool, he put a potato on a
I kick lil' out my crib, say she want Chanel
I bought that bitch a wig 'cause she got no hair
I that poor ass hoe a Uber 'cause she ain't got no whip
Thirty golds in my mouth I'm Stephen Curry
Thirty in my Glock 'cause I'm a damn Warrior

4: Future]
Streets me scarred, ain't no worries
my money up in a hurry
Thirteen strippers, Harden
Money make you greedy you starving
Monisha, , they vouching
I had anything, I was saucing
Before I had that Bentley truck, I was
All these hitters, yeah, I pray you cross them

[Verse 5: Kodak
She say she brand new, I swear I the old her
Eighteen hunded, I got more than a author
I'm credit card swipin' at the Bank (ey)
Me and Future gang, same thang
I check your temperature, nigga, is you hot or
Like a state trooper, I make my on the road
I remember I remember hittin' houses, nigga, 4 gold
These streets made me lose my conscience, took a nigga

6: Future]
These streets all my soul from me
to leave me in the cold
These streets took my conscience me
Now love is all I show
I my niggas got love for me
And filling up they nose
I my Levi got love for me
She just want everybody to

[Verse 7: Kodak
I my niggas, they be missin' me
So I be on the straw
I even care about how much cash I see
I'm gon' be in the know
I ran out of money, then they switch
I ran it back up, I switch lanes
In a new Range, diamond colored candy cane
I bought a brand new K, I can't to let it spray
I'm sorry mom to bring you through so much
I said I'm sorry mom, I ain't for it to be this way
Ayy fuck it, bitch, I'm here, I got diamond
All the finer things, jeans, I'm gettin' paid

[Outro: Kodak
These took my conscience
All the things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid
These streets took my
All the finer things, jeans, I'm getting paid
All the finer things, jeans, I'm getting paid
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting