Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

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

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

I'm allergic to a nigga, ayy
An imaginary nigga, ayy
Seven ho, that's slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin' and physical on all y'all, ayy
Bunch of 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, yeah
100K across the floor, 'cross the floor, yeah
None of y'all 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' about
You know this'll never be a tie, just look at their
You careers take off, just gotta be patient
Mr. One Five, that's the only logic
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the option

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma 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
They won't me out my element
Nah, me out my element

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

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

If I slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
the one and only, the world's greatest, the Kid Capri
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it sexy
They take me out my element
Nah, take me out my