Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

Yeah,

Man, I know I'm getting hella
views, closet got about a hundred pair of
Looking like the set of Walker
Ranger every you step inside my fucking room
Gun sitting in the loaded ready
the thief is stealing shit about my yard
I don't even call the Cheatham police,
I just call the to get you out my yard
I got more than a box of
Legos, got enough bread to buy a Lambo
But I'd buy mud trucks,
smoke good and roll that shit by the fucking handfull
Yeah, I'm up, 26, from the stix, got a gift, so legit
How I spit the trip,
bought a single wide trailer and I made that (Oh yeah)
Got the on fleek with the top of the
house, no shoes, no shirt, with the 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 like grape tomatoes

Tailgates on the south
side, got that black steady rolling
Glovebox got that James Bond and I 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 me, you'll end up a conspiracy

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

All I is doing hard work, blood,
sweat and tears stained up in my
told me,
"Keep dreaming till the dream
to life", yeah I grew it from the
to play,
getting dirty in the mud, now I'm grown, still with it son
Rebel flag waving in the sun,
this is who I am, you cannot it from me
I twitter beef, I'm out here getting even,
hiding in your bushes while your ass is
Jack the kind of vibe is what I'm creeping,
you like a broken sink, you're steady leaking
Big guns, up looking like
we're getting ready for the purge
got enough ammunition to wipe
out a city from the curb
Big game, big boots, big balls, big wallet, shocking
Like they stuck their head a light
socket, Einstein-looking ass every time I it
I will lose my shine,
skin is diamond plate, they want me to but I fucking can't
Out repping for my little country
state, Cheatham county, baby, that is where I

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

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