Luyện nghe bài hát English Frank Warm Up Sessions (sbtv)

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I see my life before me
You boy try to war me
You bore me
Telling the old story
At thirteen I shot my G
At I shot my first key
Mummy and daddy knew I was
The streets tried to me
Its forty four little manna know i but forty forty
Back in the day, nah manna fought me
but now nah manna wanna see me see
so Im
'haps if I reach twenty
Call my friend he died at twenty five
Nah it no lie
if i say Im living that life
I aint safe on this war going on
are you really the ends
do you really push a
you really lost friends
do you hold skens
do you really spit
really shot peng one of
you know where Im coming from
fuck thousand cds fam
five hundred keys and a green in my
a Gs of cream cheese in the bank
you got problems with drugs then talk to Frank
i whether
whatever the I am
holding few whether or not its in my
residual yin yang fam
Blacklist army orangatang gang, bang!
For rap shat famalam my fam bang a man
badaman get battered up and battered with my
body buried in the belly of my lamb
boy betta know Ill bury anybody in clan
Im better you man
I bet a man a
Im better than better with a Beretta in my
I bet that there can never ever be a better fella ever in this shadow of a man
Rebbellion and in the hand a son of a man
and fella medalin with gangs my grams
You said youre bang
but are you gonna bang though NO
I thought to bloody buck your bang hoe
one from Dando is how it can go in a movie round here
I real rambo
ta man is like pop a shango
with little man, love to pop a
.... at me from 3 months old,
Man, I'm still seeing dope from seven years ago,
I got [Lips?] dope from 20 years ago,
5 ago
Where the fuck was you
Ive doing this for years
Blood, sweat, and tears.
you was [tought],
I was carrers.
A road i'm rapping, I had no place
I'm the that ever did it,
get that clear,
Cuz', Im a maniac, slash
with the mat mans, way with a big slappas,
a big ,
a fact that the big man with the raps
so take a Kit-Kat and sit back your shit raps,
Talking about 10 grand
I 10 grand on my floors and doors,
he's not a rolly' on, no whip, no in the bank,
and still living at his moms poor.
These MC's are talking about 4 5's
45 times in the rhymes.
If everybody had a on the 9
then every other body would be bodied on my
So if, all this murder talk no lie,
more men be murdered alie.
It's a lot, It's a lot, no a lie, it's a lie.
Cry wolf the wolf make a sly
but die if you don't have to think if I break the ice like,
a red flag.
Fuck a flag.
fam, I just had to do that.
What colors you bang, you only bang on you fam.
When I bang, I bang gyal, I do man
him off his feet and put him back in the new van.
Wrap him in a box, choo man,
But only do man if you to do man.
gangsters know what to shoot man.
They'd rather get man for loot, fam.
Now Imma go in too deep for youth man
I really don't know the truth fam.
Round here, we die for a
It's not only colors why squeezing
So are and drug money.
So if man robbed you or fucked honey.
You wouldn't even about your money.
And it gets ugly, this ain't Bugs
Man will the baby buggie with a bucky and a huggie
but, Donnie had a on the buggie,
And to think I have to live you, FUCK YOU.
I glamorize it,
I it.
So this,
My man is madness,
man and my man are madder than a mad hatter
It's a of snakes and ladders and there's nothing but adders.