Luyện nghe bài hát Countin' On You

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

1]
Perhaps I'm too quick off the draw with how I deal with
From where gangsters only talk cocaine, it ain't no language
Awkward interviews my inner views on life itself
me pretentious, evading mischief by writing helps
Labels shown interest, no showers are showin'
both old ladies show resentment, resented my of interest
Moved her from my momma detached garage and a apartment
Shut the door or shut the fuck up, we fussin', we always
It sucks we arguin', but she started it
Moms believe, I grew up on the farm with no
Kevin's stupid, him anything, he won't understand it
Stupid ass Kevin, anything, he won't it

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