Luyện nghe bài hát First Things First

Like, alright, first things first, been putting in the work
I'm a rebel a cause (with a cause)
Had problems the fam
I had with the gang
But I put that shit on (put that shit on pause)
I've been gone for a but I saw you niggas smile
When I all my tours (little pussies)
Someone tell 'em that I'm
I don't never slack, grab my gun and go to war (boy)
I got brothers up in jail, mad up in their cells
When you hear me, bang doors (bang your doors)
Niggas moving chatty, tell them that I'm scatty
Bro, I'll up uninsured like (skkkkkrrr)
Running through my strip, jumping on my dick
Just to build up a (it's embarrassing)
I can tell them man are
But they're it on Twitter, man, I swear I'm so appalled
Before he takes a shot, shoot him first (shoot him first)
And poor mum, we was through her purse (through her purse)
We were doing and doing church
Looked the devil in his face like motherfucker, do worst
Still here tryna' another blessing
I'm over-loyal, man, ride for what I'm repping
Dark times niggas in recession
You was fighting your girl when I was fighting my depression, wait

Alright, first things first, put you in a hearse
Man, I you boys a lifeline (lifeline)
I was scrolling through my tweets, had Adele up on
And saw a madness on my (on my timeline)
tryna' black ball me
And tryna' blame boy for knife crime (like what?)
I use a shank, I got money in the bank
Man, I'd rather do a by (dickheads)
Mad, mad in my thoughts
Young Stormz ready for the limelight (he wasn't ready)
Took a break from the game, started praying
Man, I had to get my right (started praying)
All black clothes till I bright
Full beams up my eyesight
hate me on the sly
But I bet you if I died, you would see em at my night (fake youts)
asking if I'm real, I'm real enough ('nough)
Still got a couple in the cut (cut)
If coming nice
I big him up, kill
But my niggas make a killing off a (aye)
like I'm jigga but I'm puff (puff)
West End wanna show a nigga (love)
But if it weren't me you never let my niggas in the club
Fuck DSTRKT and all these nightclubs
And fuck giving money to people that don't us
There's riots in the city just tell me where I up
The rave goes silly time I pick the mic up (whoa)
I got smoke, you can a bit
A coloured brother with a to pick
But I still get to gunning, don't be when I bang mine
Before we said our prayers, there was signs (gang signs)