Luyện nghe bài hát Da Weight Is Over

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We son
I'm tellin you thugs and ones
blaze one
Just eat the bread I break son

Trying to me
Leavin stuck on one
We son
Ain't nowhere until we done

Take a track from
And back like crazy
you God
But look like Patrick Swayze

Believe it you lie
it you gonna ride
By the words we speak
You live or die

Like it's time for the real to step it up
Like time for the killaz son to shut it up

It's been along
No longer the
Don't won't no for the thought
Get from the plate

dog
You a no god
Heaven is frown
On your lame squad

crew frontin like you hard
Can't even step up on the without your bodyguard

So listen up
The wait is
You losin all your
Like a 3 leaf

(D.C.P.)
Bandanna rockers
most wanted
Biblical heat
Raw beef you want it
It's bad for your
C-walk all over whole crew
Christ with cats like us come thru
You got a
Take it up Elohiem
you stoppin us
Then wak up out your dream
We got bodyguards bigger your whole team
souls out of ya'll
My be unseen
Better your life around like a U'ie
'cause you headin straight to the
a fat dubie
Getting chocked up in the of the club
Marijuana, liquor souls you thugs
Not even what the bartender be pourin

I goin
Hittin the
I'm talkin about the pearly
Not runnin feds
Hittin
We heaven
streets
Dubs
No bullet proofs
bustin at me
Dirty south
I it all
Baller up
Baller fall

Wanna live your
So
Go ahead and get
No
you lose your life
Boy
The weight is
The world on us
Got the whole son waiting on us
So when we step up on this
be hatin on us
I see you all grilled up like you ready to
We tired of crap
waitin on us

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W I S E for souls
I come to snatch em up out the
Son hit em and
I know that you thug
The way you drug dealin
you say that you God
I know you love women
Comin thru the hood like you rougher than
But in the of my God
You just a speckle of
And time to bow down
it to God
'cause you always up
Frontin thinkin you
Bullets ricashay on you hundred grand car
Ego trippin like the world know who you are
You ain't for it
But don't mean you won't get it
Like you talk God
Don't mean you gonna live it
Everybody thug
nobody in love
Christ shed His blood
While you lettin off
Eminem I know you claim to be
You talk about Britney Spears
But won't talk about
if you do son
Be on the hit list
And when he up out the joint
Get whole wig split
Wanna it gangsta
Then boy keep it real
you sayin anything
So the will think you real
Know that you Shady
to switch it up
It's time for the real one to stand up