Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

New Fu Kenny
Ain't prayin' for me
Y'all know, what happens on stays on Earth
we go!
I don't a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a

I'm to die for this shit
I done cried for this shit, might take a life for shit
Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for shit
D.O.T. my enemy, won't catch a vibe for shit, ayy
I stomped out in front of my momma
My commissary made it to commas
Bitch, all my grandmas
So ain't nobody for me, I'm on your head, ayy
Thirty millions later, the feds watchin'
on my Telegram 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 shit, nigga
I'll take fuckin' life for this shit, nigga
We goin' back to broke, family sellin' dope
That's why you maney-ass rap better know

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it sexy
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look
They take me out my element
Nah, me out my element

I'm to a bitch nigga, ayy
An rich nigga, ayy
figures 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 been ready, yeah, I know yeah, know
100K spread across the floor, the floor, yeah
None of y'all fuckin' the flow yeah, the flow yeah
in the makin', and don't y'all mistake it
I got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' races
You know this'll never be a tie, just at their laces
You careers take off, just gotta be patient
Mr. One through Five, that's the only
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look
They take 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, it's a shame
You ain't front line, get out the way

Niggas thought they gonna see me, huh?
thought that K-Dot real life
Was the life they see on TV, huh?
Niggas flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?
Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we a receipt, huh?
'Cause of y'all ain't real
of y'all gon' squeal
Most of y'all just envy, but get you killed
of y'all throw rocks and try to hide your hand
Just say his name and I promise that 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 tried to the black artists
But it's a difference 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 on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
I up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
They won't take me out my
Nah, take me out my