Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

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

I'm willin' to die for this
I done cried for this shit, might take a for this shit
Put the Bible and go eye for an eye for this shit
D.O.T. my enemy, won't a vibe for this shit, ayy
I stomped out in front of my momma
My daddy made it to commas
Bitch, all my grandmas
So nobody prayin' 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 don't do it for the 'Gram, I do it for
I'm willin' to die for shit, nigga
I'll take your fuckin' for this shit, nigga
We ain't goin' back to broke, sellin' dope
That's why you maney-ass rap niggas know

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it sexy
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma 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

I'm to a bitch nigga, ayy
An imaginary nigga, ayy
Seven figures ho, that's than my bitch figure, ayy
digital and physical on all y'all, ayy
Bunch of criminals and in my phone calls, ayy
We okay, we let the A1 fly
Relocate, jump on the G5
Checkin' for me heavy I go yeah, I go yeah
They never ready, yeah, I know yeah, know yeah
100K spread across the floor, the floor, yeah
None of fuckin' with the flow yeah, the flow yeah
Years in the makin', and don't y'all it
I got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' races
You know this'll never be a tie, just at their laces
You know careers take off, just gotta be
Mr. One Five, that's the only logic
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 on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look
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, it's a shame
You front line, get out the goddamn way

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

If I slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma 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, it look sexy
They take me out my element
Nah, me out my element