Luyện nghe bài hát Epidemic

Dmac on the track
Money

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

Once you get my pussy up, it's over
Miss who you used to be, that's who I was closer with
I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't know the
Before I knew applyin' wars, go on hits
Well if he act like he 'bout it, put him on the list
You better pick out a casket, 'cause goin' quick
They gassed him up, now tears 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
Potential wasted, stay in his lane, he ain't know his nitch
Might him at the red light, tryna load his blick
Everyday a gamble 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"
Don't to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that .9 with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I
I she might cry if I leave
I fooled by liars and thiefs
Iced out my Rollie, but I know cannot freeze

Switchers on glaciers, get to blowin' like it's for me
to my son, that the street won't get no more of me
Remember every from that
See they on ballin', just go on the ignorin' me
Always gotta spass, the beast when they recordin' me
Lord, I'm tryna it easy on them, but they forcin' me
See him in person, then that boy won't stand on he been 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 don't get
If we bop heads like Gaye, let's get it on
for the head, that chopper spread, we get 'em gone
Independent, her hair down, and she grown
correct her flaw, she filled with silicone
And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga
I got a for your heart, girl, pick a song

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 that disease
He gon' let that .9 blow 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