Luyện nghe bài hát DattaWay

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I don't fear nothing, not God
Boy my hood's like
For a bucks in my bleeding palms, what we had to do & we eatin' now
the ropes, got the meaning now
Hard got me meaner now
Now my music is the new dope
Drop my verse, they fiendin' now
Y'all know the bullshit I've been tho, seen around
Got us babysitting, pacifying, blowing kush, now
Just to fight back the demons in our screaming out
loud, gotta screen em' out
Another day, we dream about
get there first
Then another safe a mean amount
another hearse
It's a long road the mile
We don't wanna thirst, we the Nile
in abundance, here 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 and that bullshit walk
Know your feet
I forever, shine forever, eat legal like a weed store
On my monster shit, they me Egor
We go to war, you'll bleed more
you pussies wetter than a seashore
Don't come here better detour

On my Eazy-E, never put my gat
In the daytime, like a
You on ya 2Pac, searching for a day
No witness, that's how I get
On my Wilt shit, trying to 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, get it how I live though
My touch I send it thru ya ribs slow
Real slow, what I live for, getting money, fucking bitches at the time
You my nigga, you hit me on the main line
it's hard for you to catch me in the daytime
I'm

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

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Pushing that