Luyện nghe bài hát Epidemic

Dmac on the track
Tahj

I'm so of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed"
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die that disease
He let that .9 blow with ease
Can I my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I
I been fooled by liars and
Iced out my Rollie, but I know cannot freeze

Once you get my pussy up, it's over
who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with
I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't the bitch
Before I applyin' wars, tryna go on hits
Well if he act like he it, then put him on the list
You better pick out a casket, 'cause goin' quick
They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when the his pic
I know 'bout flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick
My whole goin', bitch, we don't do no assist
Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't his nitch
Might catch him at the red light, tryna load his
Everyday a gamble with life, all we know is risk
From the windy city where you're down to see the shit

I'm so of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed"
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that
He gon' let .9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I
I she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by and thiefs
Iced out my Rollie, but I time cannot freeze

Switchers on them glaciers, get to blowin' like for me
Promise to my son, that the street won't get no of me
Remember every line that
See peep on ballin', just go on the ignorin' me
Always gotta spass, the beast when they recordin' me
Lord, I'm tryna take it on them, but they forcin' me
See him in person, then that boy won't stand on shit he been
Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them in the van
You it's fuck the other side
Always been the other side, we don't get along
If we bop heads like Marvin Gaye, get it on
Ain't for the head, that spread, we get 'em gone
Independent, her hair down, and she grown
Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with
And she ain't all innocent, she did a wrong
I got a playlist for heart, girl, pick a song

I'm so of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, I bleed"
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die that disease
He gon' let that .9 with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I
I know she cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and
Iced out my Rollie, but I time cannot freeze