Luyện nghe bài hát DattaWay

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I don't fear nothing, not God
Boy my hood's Vietnam
For a couple in my bleeding palms, what we had to do & we eatin' now
the ropes, got the meaning now
Hard life got me now
Now my music is the new dope
Drop my first verse, fiendin' now
don't know the bullshit I've been tho, seen around
Got us babysitting, pacifying, kush, leaning now
Just to fight back the in our heads screaming out
loud, gotta screen em' out
Another day, we dream about
Gotta get first
Then another safe with a mean
Stead hearse
It's a long road the greenest
We don't wanna thirst, we the Nile
Everything in abundance, and now
They don't wanna hard to get it, they think it come easy, they in denial
Get the from around me I'm a be

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Money talk and that bullshit
Know feet sore
I grind forever, shine forever, eat legal a weed store
On my monster shit, they me Egor
We could go to war, you'll more
Have you pussies wetter than a
Don't come around better detour

On my Eazy-E, put my gat away
In the daytime, a matinee
You on ya 2Pac, for a better day
No witness, how I get away
On my Wilt shit, to fuck a bitch a day
No talk, no bullshit, no
On my get rich, got me back to yay
Screaming I hope I go back
But I did though, gotta get it how I though
My ribs touch I send it ya ribs slow
Real slow, what I live for, getting money, fucking at the same time
You my nigga, you could hit me on the main
Guess hard for you to catch me in the daytime
I'm

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Eastside's my hood
Do shit for my hood nigga
Get rich, ball out, then it back to my hood niggas
Fantasized bout size
My pockets wide, it's all nigga
If you petrified or testified, I swear to God, I'm a with ya
Used to bomb shit, Al-Qaeda Molotov, and still wit it
Celebrate, tov, blow the froth, then hit it
Knock em' off for popping off & talking loud, we talk
Poppin' jaws & talking off yo noggin' now you walk
We don't no feels wit it, on the inside, we numb
It be a lot of times, when it's time to ride, we go dumb
WarCity my city nigga, if you want war, you in the right
Mickey City, you'll get slipped a Mickey, while we sittin', smilin' in yo face
And I'm a be

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DattaWay (over like)
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Fuck how they (aye)
shit is ill (aye)
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that wheel