Luyện nghe bài hát Countin' On You

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A lot is on ya
Your women sidin' with ya partners they plottin' on ya
We never understand, no one's there to hold your hand
Even heaven would agree sometimes, how this gets
focus
Can't depend on them, why do they on me?
was all I had, I mean what made 'em go pretend on me?
Spirit of the sermon, discernin' I see shit
Can't look me in the eyes then somethin' you don't agree with

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Perhaps I'm too quick off the draw how I deal with altercations
From where gangsters talk cocaine, it ain't no other language
Awkward interviews my inner views on life itself
Figure me pretentious, mischief by writing helps
Labels shown interest, no showers are showin'
both old ladies show resentment, my show of interest
Moved her from my momma garage and a small apartment
Shut the or shut the fuck up, we fussin', we always arguin'
It we always arguin', but she started it
Moms believe, I grew up on the farm no understandin'
Kevin's stupid, tell him anything, he won't it
Stupid ass Kevin, anything, he won't it

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Stolen cars, open charges, matchin' blunts blowin' other charges
'08 me and menace in a Daytona charger
Club exquisite, nigga know the business, off in the front
Ain't no VIP, got nook in front me got the mumps
Money come in clumps, what I clutch might knock out your
Keep on the tuck, it go kkk if you uh
Got two people livin' in me, one the realest one a
Brasi, he a sinner, Kevin trynna be a Christian
Seems life is less fulfilling when livin' is
rituals to whichever God that'll listen
Had a lot of prayers answered, had to sit in no buildin'
Run your flap, get your bap for a package, I'm in the