Luyện nghe bài hát Devilshit

Boy, boy, boy
Gotta rocket in my
Boy, boy, boy
Gotta in my pocket

Maximum overdrive, how to alive
Jumpin' Lear jets no parachute, skydive
these niggaz, I'm runnin' wit' a .45
I don't wanna be, ugh, I don't even wanna be

But if I gotta be natas, the hottest nigga coatist
Bein' stated's what brought us, up ya pratas
When I drag ya the mud
Got for guns, got love for slugs

Drugs, wit' money turn ya rainy day sunny
The got my nose runny
Still runnin' up in these races runnin' these racists
Treat ya like Joe Bruce wit' 2 and I don't wanna be alive

Boy, boy, boy
rocket in my pocket
Boy, boy, boy
Gotta in my pocket

Dump, dump, dump, dump
I'ma dump,
dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb

Boy, boy, boy
Gotta in my pocket
Boy, boy, boy
rocket in my pocket

Ski masks in the back
I'm turning 6th street, you 'bout to heat
E on the Burrough street cops in, glocks in
in, niggaz are blocked in moving out to Washington

Turn the siren down, clap gun sound
Double lock, back up wit' the gun,
You walkin' North but the sign say South
Ambulance, yo, yo, you bucked

Man, move, yo, kid, you duck
Fall in the foxhole, move
Hot in ya vest now, move a little
Giddy-up hoes, you get fucked

My aim sharp so, .38 so
I duck shells when they 'round the rugs though
I dump twicely, I dump kid precisely, penetrate the wall so
When I'm also tech penetrate yo spray ya

Boy, boy, boy
rocket in my pocket
Boy, boy, boy
rocket in my pocket

Dump, dump, dump dump,
I'ma dump,
I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, dumb, I'ma dumb

Boy, boy, boy
Gotta rocket in my
Boy, boy, boy
Gotta in my pocket