Luyện nghe bài hát Epidemic

Dmac on the track
Tahj

I'm so of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, 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 been fooled by liars and
Iced out my Rollie, but I time cannot freeze

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

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 gon' let that .9 with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I
I know she might cry if I
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
Promise to my son, that the street get no more of me
Remember every line that
See they on ballin', just go on the ignorin' me
Always gotta spass, unleash the beast they recordin' me
Lord, I'm take 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, up them sticks in the van
You know it's the other side
been fuck the other side, we don't get along
If we bop like Marvin 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 correct her flaw, she filled with
And she ain't all innocent, she did a wrong
I got a playlist for your heart, girl, a song

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 blow ease
Can I my mind, can I breathe?
I know she cry if I leave
I been by liars and thiefs
Iced out my Rollie, but I time cannot freeze