Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

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

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

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

I'm to a bitch nigga, ayy
An imaginary nigga, ayy
Seven ho, that's slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin' and physical on all y'all, ayy
of criminals and money in my phone calls, ayy
We okay, we let the A1 fly
Relocate, jump on the G5
Checkin' for me 'cause 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' the flow yeah, the flow yeah
Years in the makin', and y'all mistake it
I got 'em by a landslide, we about races
You know never be a tie, just look at their laces
You careers take off, just gotta be patient
Mr. One through Five, that's the logic
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the option

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

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

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

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it sexy
It's the one and only, the world's greatest, the Kid
If I gotta go on a bitch, I'ma 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