Luyện nghe bài hát Emotionless

Lemme two-twelve wit' you for second, at you
True

Cold (sweaty sheets)
bad dreams (nightmares)
I hope the don't grab the team
'Cause we been labeled as the makers (Dipset)
We whole pies so you ain't got to cut the cake up
no lies, so the Lord come and take us (solemnly swear)
Praise to Allah, hope the He forsake us (pray for me)
And is what it made us
We live the fast life, and so we out major (ballin')
I see a ribbon in the sky
Cop plush cars put on the ride (full speed ahead)
Due to my ties
I can't roll around the drip in the ride (East Side)
And if my gun boys ain't of ya
You're I get the young boys to murder ya
You're looking at a worst nightmare
Young, black, rich and with a fresh pair
Boy you talk about my life
Fuck OGs that put dice in the mirror
And they tell me life's but a gamble
The media will your whole life into a scandal

Put my aside (why?)
they can never take me alive (no)
I'mma (I'mma ride)
And cry (don't cry)
'Cause Momma hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
And if I'm standing in of the judge (Guess what?)
He can never take me (no)
ride (I'mma ride)
And cry (don't cry)
'Cause Momma raised hell of a (I'm a thug)
And if I'm standing in of the judge

Poured off
Looking like
Jetson car, I'm looking Elroy
Maserati like a shark on land
Neiman edition, contraband
Neiman Marcus I'm in it, and
thousand spent on pants, man (man)
Bitches it, nigga's want it
So bad wanna take it, but I kill 'em for it (huh)
Believe it, I'm like a bear ain't get his porridge
You better stay out the forest,
Santana you fucks,
Money man, make you do a handstand for the
I see you clear, my is up
And that hand-scale is still in my
What you (What you want?)
Dough in the trap, where ya at? (where ya at?)
dealer's in the hood, what's good? (what's good?)
Boys getting bricks with the stamp on the shit
Well come meet the man that's them bricks (us)
Fly the Byrds, or lie wit' the dirt
Your corpse, flies will

Put my aside (why?)
'Cause they can never take me (no)
I'mma (I'mma ride)
And cry (don't cry)
'Cause raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
And if I'm in front of the judge (Guess what?)
He can take me alive (no)
ride (I'mma ride)
And cry (don't cry)
'Cause Momma hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
And if I'm standing in front of the

They say your enemies is close, friends even closer
Listening to up ten in the roaster (speeding)
Now, do you wanna or die?
Blowin' smoke in the air, high as the sky (that purple)
I'm drunk B
I therapy
The paranoia got me conspiracy
Paper on the brain, the on the yayo
I make it off the I'm a land to a payroll
My right hand to God, put my right in the jar (that mixture)
And it all back, like grams of the hard
You heard of us, the murderers, the most (DipSet)
Been on the low lately, the hate me (Jones)
They try to put cuffs on me and my
When I push fees the streets, they be tailing (speeding)
They try to catch me out of
They know I got pistols if you me outta town (loaded)
A thug changes, and changes
And since 9/11, the of the drugs changes
(Changes, changes, changes, changes, changes, changes)

Put my emotions (why?)
'Cause they can never take me (no)
ride (I'mma ride)
And cry (don't cry)
'Cause Momma raised of a thug (I'm a thug)
And if I'm standing in front of the (Guess what?)
He can take me alive (no)
ride (I'mma ride)
And cry (don't cry)
'Cause Momma raised hell of a (I'm a thug)
And if I'm in front of the judge