Luyện nghe bài hát DattaWay

[Verse 1:

I fear nothing, not even God
Boy my hood's like
For a couple bucks in my bleeding palms, we had to do & we eatin' now
Learn the ropes, got the now
Hard got me meaner now
Now my music is the new dope
Drop my first verse, fiendin' now
Y'all don't know the bullshit I've been tho, around
Got us babysitting, pacifying, blowing kush, now
Just to fight back the demons in our screaming out
Screaming loud, screen em' out
day, what we dream about
Gotta get first
Then safe with a mean amount
another hearse
It's a long the greenest mile
We wanna thirst, we need the Nile
in abundance, here and now
They don't wanna work hard to get it, they it come easy, they in denial
Get the fuck around me I'm a be

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Fuck how feel (aye)
This is ill (aye)
I'm to it (aye)
that wheel

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Money talk and bullshit walk
Know feet sore
I forever, shine forever, eat legal like a weed store
On my shit, they call me Egor
We could go to war, you'll bleed
Have you wetter than a seashore
Don't come here 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 to pitching yay
Screaming I hope I go back
But I did though, get it how I live though
My ribs touch I send it thru ya slow
Real slow, what I live for, getting money, fucking bitches at the time
You my nigga, you could hit me on the main
Guess it's for you to catch me in the daytime
I'm

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DattaWay (over like)
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Fuck how they (aye)
This is ill (aye)
I'm to it (aye)
Pushing wheel
3]

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

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DattaWay (over like)
(aye)
Fuck how they (aye)
This is ill (aye)
I'm to it (aye)
Pushing wheel