Luyện nghe bài hát Corn On The Curb [Explicit]

Everyday, bro, gotta stay battling
Gotta fighting, gotta stay striving
Gotta dreaming, gotta stay believing
Gotta stay

I broke a few more barricades
Got me a few more
Used to look to the weekend
Now every day's like
Surrounded by
Come chill with the
Then she asked me what my name was
And the conversation
Sometimes gotta scratch my head
Like big man on a level
Only my mum and dad call me
What you so special?
No Rolex
No Hublot
But still I know when time to jump in the car
Put the foot to the pedal

Yeah, I don't care VIP
I've got very places to be
I'm asleep, I'm making a beat
Girls in the house getting for me
What I'm tryna say is
get a joke man mistaken for me
Corn on the curb if a man me
My got the biscuits in T
Santa used to miss my house
So I decorated my own tree
Ring man's if he think's it's beef
do you mean, "who is this, blud?" It's me
My been on crime
Don't get it 'cause I don't beef online
My niggas violent, my niggas
you ain't seen on Vine

I don't want a like, I want a follow
me today, link me tomorrow
I've got goons that can't leave the
Above the law, under
I pain, I know sorrow
I know empty, I know
I just flew my Gs out to
And I told "thank me tomorrow"
Cuh man have in the kitchen
Experimenting the whipping
And you see, the road ting and the music mixing
Would've thought man was baseball
Way man are pitching
Never been a punk, never a victim
Wanna hate on me? Wanna hate on
that, let the kings in

I ringing MCs
Go radio, I start MCs
I was in the trenches, everyday
You couldn't say a man bringing MCs
I will up the phone, start ringing MCs
Bars inna my touch, MCs
They I've got Skeppy on my team
We were on road, it, skilling MCs
Producers, plus we are MCs
Bare we have given MCs
I was there back in the day when it was
And man said they wanna get rid of MCs
But man couldn't get rid of MCs
since then, we've become bigger MCs
Some MC
Skibadee, Baseman and MC

Yeah, us man are powers
Them man are Benson
My said it's his birthday
Took him with Drake and Section
Hate my niggas 'cause every day, it's great invention
talk about loot? Then I bring the loot out
Talk about shootout? be a shootout like a western
'Cause I fear no man
Think you're a killer but name ain't Cam
Oi, pussyhole, don't look in my
'Cause you might get shot on the road 28 gram
And you who I am
Shower man down like Sam
Drive to your ends on a ban
With in the transit van
Nah, you can't my mum
start fly out and man get bun
Fling on my black and dun
Dry skin between my index and thumb
I hate man a nun
why I wanna buy a haunted gun
Can't get before I get to see my son
Them can't run
They got me for blood again
got me talking crud again
They

Yo, fam
Yo,
to me, man
Where are you, Who are you with?
I'm on my Js,
Sound, man. This has got me, blud, I'm not gonna lie, fam.
I'm not gonna front, fam. Mad pressures from angle, fam

It's come I'm too ambitious to be with the mandem on the road but,
I'm, like, I can't be up there with them people either, you know I'm saying?
I'm too to be up there, you see what I'm saying, fam?
I don't know, I feel like, I feel I'm in limbo, Chippy.
I feel I'm in limbo, fam
been, I've been waiting to speak to you, fam.
You're way too mad, fam.
Like what the did you mean like you don't know why I mentioned your name, fam?
Like London, fam. You got the call from God to do something deeper, bro.
Like, you got the call to go and make look at everything else that is happening over here, fam.
You get me? That's a calling, bro.
Like them there,
not everyone's phone that gets that that ring ring there, you see what I'm saying, fam?
Like super fam, super charged, bro
I that, fam
Like being you alone, fam, niggas getting to watch.
You're doing what you're supposed to do, bro. Cuh we ain't seen nuttin' like this before.
Who's seen the flip on its head like this, fam? These youts don't know what's going on, fam.
They ain't got a clue, fam. Independent to the T, fam.
Love, brudda, man.
I needed that powers. Power up fam, I don't like hearing you sound like this, blud.
I them. The mission's deeper right now. Love, brudda. Mad.
Alright, fam, I'm gonna you, man. What you saying though, everything good?
Blud, love you bro, man, just do what you gotta do. Man's doing I gotta do, fam.
You know, bro. Powers. Powers