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

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I see my flash before me
You boy try to war me
You bore me
Telling the old story
At thirteen I shot my G
At sixteen I shot my key
Mummy and knew I was naughty
The tried to extort me
Its forty four time little manna know i but forty
Back in the day, nah manna woulda me
but now nah manna see me see forty
so Im
'haps if I twenty five
Call my friend he died at twenty five
Nah it no lie
if i say Im living that real
I aint safe on this war going on
are you from the ends
do you really a benz
you really lost friends
do you hold skens
do you really gems
really peng one of them
you where Im coming from friend
fuck seventy-five cds fam
hundred keys and a green in my hand
a Gs of cream cheese in the bank
you got problems with drugs then just to Frank
whenever i
the weather I am
holding few whether or not its in my
residual yin yang fam
click army orangatang gang, bang!
For rap shat famalam my fam bang a man
badaman get up and battered with my hand
parts buried in the belly of my lamb
boy betta know Ill anybody in your clan
Im than you man
I bet a man a
Im better than better a Beretta in my hand
I bet evun that there can ever be a better fella ever in this shadow of a man
Rebbellion and in the hand a son of a man
and medalin with gangs peddelin my grams
You said youre bang
but are you gonna bang though NO
I thought to buck shot your bang hoe
one from Jill is how it can go in a movie round here
I know real
poppa ta man is pop a shango
little man, love to pop a mango
.... coming at me from 3 old,
Man, I'm still dope from from seven years ago,
I got [Lips?] seeing dope 20 years ago,
5 ago
the fuck was you though?
Ive been this for years
Blood, sweat, and tears.
you was [tought],
I was carrers.
A i'm rapping, I never had no place
I'm the that ever did it,
get that clear,
Cuz', Im a maniac, brainiac
with the mat mans, way with a big slappas,
a big ,
a that the big man with the shit raps
so take a Kit-Kat and sit with your shit raps,
Talking about 10 grand
I spent 10 on my floors and doors,
not a rolly' on, no whip, no money in the bank,
and he's still living at his poor.
dumb MC's are talking about 4 5's
about 45 in the rhymes.
If everybody had a on the 9
then every other body would be on my line
So if, all this talk ain't no lie,
more men would be alie.
a lot, It's a lot, no it's a lie, it's a lie.
Cry wolf till the wolf a sly
but die if you have to think twice if I break the ice like,
a red flag.
Fuck a flag.
Sorry fam, I had to do that.
What colors when you bang, you bang on you fam.
When I bang, I gyal, I don't do man
Pick him off his feet and put him in the new van.
Wrap him in a box, jimmy man,
But only do man if you to do man.
Real gangsters know what to man.
rather get man lost for loot, fam.
Now go in too deep for these youth man
I don't know about the truth fam.
here, we die for a reason
It's not only colors why squeezing
So are bitches and money.
So if man you or fucked your honey.
You wouldn't even talk your money.
And it gets ugly, ain't Bugs Bunny
Man will push the buggie with a bucky and a huggie
but, had a duppie on the buggie,
And to think I have to live around you, YOU.
I don't it,
I it.
So this,
My man is madness,
Many man and my man are madder a mad hatter
It's a of snakes and ladders and there's nothing but adders.