Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

Yeah,

Man, I know I'm getting hella
views, closet got about a hundred of boots
Looking the set of Walker Texas
Ranger every time you step inside my room
Gun sitting in the corner ready
when the is stealing shit about my yard
I don't even call the County police,
I just the morgue to get you out my yard
I got more connections 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 tatted up, 26, from the stix, got a gift, so
How I from the trip,
bought a wide trailer and I made that pimped (Oh yeah)
Got the 'Vette on fleek the top of the
house, no shoes, no shirt, the sunshine out
But I get burned,
still cold in south, shit, dawg, bring that microphone out
Yeah, I'm on black,
the intimidator, still making noise like cicadas
This boy got a little bit of
flavor, still keep it country like grape

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

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

All I know is doing work, blood,
and tears stained up in my shirt
Mama me,
"Keep dreaming the dream come
to life", I grew it from the dirt
to play,
getting dirty in the mud, now I'm grown, still dirty it son
Rebel flag waving in the sun,
this is who I am, you cannot it from me
I don't beef, I'm out here getting even,
in your bushes while your ass is sleeping
Jack the Ripper of vibe is what I'm creeping,
leave you like a sink, you're steady leaking
Big guns, clicked up looking
getting ready for the fucking purge
Toolbox got ammunition to wipe
out a city the motherfucking curb
Big game, big boots, big balls, big wallet, shocking
Like they stuck their head inside a
socket, Einstein-looking ass every time I it
I never lose my shine,
skin is diamond plate, want me to stop but I fucking can't
Out repping for my little country
state, Cheatham county, baby, that is where I

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

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