Luyện nghe bài hát Epidemic

Dmac on the track
Tahj

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

Once you get my pussy up, it's over
Miss who you used to be, 'cause who I was closer with
I'm in my bag, now I act I don't know the bitch
Before I knew applyin' wars, go on hits
Well if he act like he it, then put him on the list
You better out a casket, 'cause they're goin' quick
They him up, now tears sheddin' when the post his pic
I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a
My whole goin', bitch, we don't do no assist
wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his nitch
Might catch him at the red light, tryna his blick
Everyday a with your 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 yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed"
claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
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 liars and
Iced out my Rollie, but I know cannot freeze

Switchers on them glaciers, get to like it's for me
Promise to my son, the street won't get no more of me
Remember every from 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 easy on them, but they me
See him in person, then that boy won't stand on shit he sayin'
Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them in the van
You know it's fuck the side
Always been fuck the other side, we get along
If we bop heads like Gaye, let's get it on
Ain't for the head, that chopper spread, we get 'em
Independent, her hair down, and she grown
Tryna her flaw, she filled with silicone
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 from that
He let that .9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I
I know she cry if I leave
I fooled by liars and thiefs
Iced out my Rollie, but I time cannot freeze