Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

Yeah,

Man, I know I'm getting hella
views, closet got about a hundred of boots
Looking like the set of Walker
every time you step inside my fucking room
Gun sitting in the corner loaded
when the thief is shit about my yard
I even call the Cheatham County police,
I just call the morgue to get you out my
I got more than a box of
Legos, got enough to buy a fucking Lambo
But I'd buy mud trucks,
smoke good weed and roll that shit by the fucking
Yeah, I'm tatted up, 26, the stix, got a gift, so legit
How I from the trip,
bought a single trailer and I made that pimped (Oh yeah)
Got the 'Vette on with the top of the
house, no shoes, no shirt, the sunshine out
But I get burned,
still cold in south, shit, dawg, just that microphone out
Yeah, I'm on black,
the intimidator, still making noise like damn
This white boy got a bit of
flavor, still keep it country grape tomatoes

dropping on the south
side, got that black smoke steady
Glovebox got James Bond and I ain't scared to bust you open
From the land of I don't trust you so don't take my shit too
Unless you're trying to fuck with me, you'll end up a

That's destiny, will
That's striving, being a trailblazer
An explorer, into space
Mathematics, quantum mechanics, the secrets of the

All I know is hard work, blood,
sweat and tears up in my shirt
told me,
"Keep till the dream come
to life", yeah I grew it the dirt
to play,
getting in the mud, now I'm grown, still dirty with it son
Rebel flag waving in the sun,
this is who I am, you take it from me
I don't twitter beef, I'm out here even,
in your bushes while your ass is sleeping
Jack the Ripper kind of vibe is I'm creeping,
leave you like a broken sink, steady leaking
Big guns, clicked up like
getting ready for the fucking purge
Toolbox got ammunition to wipe
out a city from the motherfucking
Big game, big boots, big balls, big wallet, shocking
Like they their head inside a light
socket, Einstein-looking ass every time I it
I will lose my shine,
skin is diamond plate, want me to stop but I fucking can't
Out there repping for my little
state, Cheatham county, baby, is where I stay

Tailgate's on the south
side, got that black steady rolling
got that James Bond and I ain't scared to bust you open
From the of I don't trust you so don't take my shit too serious
Unless trying to fuck with me, you'll end up a conspiracy

you understand the magnitude, I'm right, I'm correct
I've done the research, I know what I'm talking
I don't being right, I wish I was wrong, but I'm correct
hate your success!
They hate strengths!
They your passion!