Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

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

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

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
Bunch of and money in my phone calls, ayy
We okay, we let the A1 fly
Relocate, jump on the G5
Checkin' for me heavy 'cause I go yeah, I go
They never ready, yeah, I know yeah, know yeah
100K across the floor, 'cross the floor, yeah
None of fuckin' with the flow yeah, the flow yeah
in the makin', and don't y'all mistake it
I got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' about
You know this'll never be a tie, just at their laces
You know careers take off, gotta be patient
Mr. One through Five, that's the 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 sexy
They take 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, a goddamn shame
You ain't front line, get out the way

Niggas thought they wasn't see me, huh?
Niggas thought that 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 need a receipt,
'Cause most of y'all ain't
Most of y'all squeal
Most of just 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 your eyes, most of y'all lies
Most of y'all 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 world's greatest, the Kid
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look
I pull up, hop out, air out, it look sexy
They won't take me out my
Nah, take me out my