Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

New Fu Kenny
nobody prayin' for me
Y'all know, what happens on Earth on Earth
we go!
I give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a, I don't a, I don't give a fuck

I'm willin' to die for this
I done cried for shit, might take a life for this shit
Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for shit
D.O.T. my enemy, won't a vibe for this shit, ayy
I been out in front of my momma
My daddy commissary it to commas
Bitch, all my grandmas
So ain't nobody for me, I'm on your head, ayy
millions later, know the feds watchin'
Auntie on my like, "Be cautious!"
I be out at Tam's, I be on Stockton
I do it for the 'Gram, I do it for Compton
I'm to die for this shit, nigga
I'll take your fuckin' life for shit, nigga
We goin' back to broke, family sellin' dope
That's why you maney-ass rap niggas know

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look
If I go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, it look sexy
won't take me out my element
Nah, take me out my

I'm allergic to a nigga, ayy
An rich nigga, ayy
Seven figures ho, that's slimmer than my figure, ayy
Goin' digital and on all y'all, ayy
Bunch of and money in my phone calls, ayy
We okay, we let the A1 fly
Relocate, on the same G5
Checkin' for me heavy I go yeah, I go yeah
They never ready, yeah, I know yeah, know yeah
100K spread the floor, 'cross the floor, yeah
None of y'all fuckin' with the yeah, the flow yeah
Years in the makin', and don't mistake it
I got 'em by a landslide, we about races
You know this'll never be a tie, look at their laces
You know careers take off, just gotta be
Mr. One through Five, that's the only
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only

If I gotta slap a nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it sexy
I up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
They won't me out my element
Nah, take me out my

if I do, if I don't (yuh)
Goddamn us all if you (yuh)
Damn, damn, damn, a goddamn shame
You front line, get out the goddamn way

thought they wasn't gonna see me, huh?
Niggas thought K-Dot real life
Was the life they see on TV, huh?
Niggas wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free,
Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we a receipt, huh?
'Cause most of y'all ain't
Most of y'all gon'
Most of just envy, but jealousy get you killed
Most of throw rocks and try to hide your hand
Just say his name and I that you'll see Candyman
Because it's all in your eyes, most of y'all tell
Most of y'all don't fade, most of been advised
Last LP I to lift the black artists
But it's a between black artists and wack artists

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, make it look sexy
It's the one and only, the greatest, the Kid Capri
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, make it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it sexy
They won't take me out my
Nah, take me out my