Luyện nghe bài hát Devilsh*t

Boy, boy, boy
Gotta rocket in my pocket

Maximum overdrive, how to alive
Jumpin' outta Lear no parachute, skydive
Fuck these niggaz, I'm wit' a .45
I don't wanna be, ugh, I don't wanna be alive
But if I gotta be NATAS, the hottest nigga wit'
Bein' stated's what brought us, up ya pratas
When I ya through the mud
Got for guns, got love for slugs
Drugs, thugs money turn ya rainy day sunny
The got my nose runny
Still runnin' up in races
Runnin' against racists
ya like Joe Bruce wit' 2 faces
And I don't be alive

(Chorus)
Boy, boy, boy
Gotta rocket in my
Boy, boy, boy
Gotta in my pocket
Dump, dump, dump, dump, dump,
Dump, dump, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma
Boy, boy, boy
Gotta rocket in my
Boy, boy, boy
Gotta in my pocket

Keith]
Ski in the back seat
I'm 6th street, you bout to feel heat
E on the street
cops in, glocks in
Cocks in, niggaz are in
Moving out to
Turn the siren down, clap with gun
Double lock, back up the gun, clown
You North but the sign say South bound
Ambulance, yo, yo, you down
Man, move, yo, kid, you duck
in the foxhole, move dodger
Hot ya vest now, move a little
Giddy-up hoes, you get though
My aim so, .38 slug so
I duck shells when they scatter the rugs though
I dump twicely, I dump
Kid precisely, the wall so
When I'm
penetrate yo spray y