Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

Yeah,

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

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

That's destiny, that's
That's striving, that's a trailblazer
An explorer, going into
Mathematics, quantum mechanics, the secrets of the

All I know is hard work, blood,
and tears stained up in my shirt
Mama me,
"Keep dreaming till the dream
to life", yeah I it from the dirt
to play,
getting dirty in the mud, now I'm grown, still with it son
Rebel waving in the southern sun,
this is who I am, you cannot it from me
I twitter beef, I'm out here getting even,
hiding in your bushes your ass is sleeping
Jack the kind of vibe is what I'm creeping,
leave you like a broken sink, you're steady
Big guns, up looking like
we're getting ready for the fucking
got enough ammunition to wipe
out a city the motherfucking curb
Big game, big boots, big balls, big wallet, shocking
Like they stuck their head a light
socket, Einstein-looking ass time I drop it
I never lose my shine,
skin is diamond plate, they want me to but I fucking can't
Out there for my little country
state, Cheatham county, baby, is where I stay

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

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