Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

New Fu Kenny
Ain't nobody for me
Y'all know, what happens on Earth stays on
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 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 a vibe for this shit, ayy
I been stomped out in of my momma
My daddy commissary it to commas
Bitch, all my dead
So nobody prayin' for me, I'm on your head, ayy
Thirty 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 this shit,
I'll take your fuckin' life for 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, make it look sexy
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, it look sexy
They won't me out my element
Nah, me out my element

I'm allergic to a nigga, ayy
An rich nigga, ayy
Seven figures ho, that's slimmer than my figure, ayy
digital and physical 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 been ready, yeah, I know yeah, know
100K across the floor, 'cross the floor, yeah
None of y'all fuckin' with the yeah, the flow yeah
in the makin', and don't y'all mistake it
I got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' about
You this'll never be a tie, just look at their laces
You careers take off, just gotta be patient
Mr. One through Five, the only logic
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the option

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 won't take me out my
Nah, me out my element

Damned if I do, if I (yuh)
Goddamn us all if you (yuh)
Damn, damn, damn, a goddamn shame
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 they see on TV,
Niggas flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?
Next time hit the 10 freeway, we need a receipt, huh?
'Cause of y'all ain't real
Most of gon' squeal
of y'all just envy, but jealousy get you killed
Most of y'all throw rocks and try to hide hand
Just say his and I promise 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 y'all been
Last LP I to lift the black artists
But it's a difference black artists and wack artists

If I slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look 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