Luyện nghe bài hát First Things First

Like, alright, first things first, been putting in the work
I'm a rebel with a (with a cause)
Had with the fam
I had problems the gang
But I put that shit on pause (put shit on pause)
I've been gone for a while but I saw you niggas
When I all my tours (little pussies)
Someone tell 'em I'm back
I never ever slack, grab my gun and go to war (boy)
I got brothers up in jail, mad up in their cells
When you hear me, your doors (bang your doors)
Niggas moving chatty, someone tell them I'm scatty
Bro, I'll up uninsured like (skkkkkrrr)
Running my strip, rappers jumping on my dick
to build up a rapport (it's embarrassing)
I can them man are bitter
But they're it on Twitter, man, I swear I'm so appalled
he takes a shot, I'll shoot him first (shoot him first)
And poor mum, we was going through her (through her purse)
We were doing and doing church
Looked the devil in his face motherfucker, do your worst
Still here tryna' another blessing
I'm over-loyal, man, ride for what I'm repping
Dark times dying in recession
You was fighting with your when I was fighting my depression, wait

Alright, first things first, put you in a hearse
Man, I gave you boys a (lifeline)
I was scrolling through my tweets, had Adele up on
And saw a on my timeline (on my timeline)
LBC's black ball me
And tryna' your boy for knife crime (like what?)
I use a shank, I got money in the bank
Man, I'd do a drive by (dickheads)
Mad, mad in my thoughts
Young Stormz wasn't for the limelight (he wasn't ready)
Took a little break the game, started praying
Man, I had to get my right (started praying)
All black till I shine bright
Full fucking up my eyesight
They me on the sly
But I bet you if I died, you would see em at my night (fake youts)
They if I'm real, I'm real enough ('nough)
got a couple killers in the cut (cut)
If coming nice
I big him up, kill
But my niggas a killing off a drug (aye)
Rapping like I'm jigga but I'm (puff)
West End wanna show a nigga (love)
But if it me you would never let my niggas in the club
Fuck DSTRKT and fuck all these
And fuck giving money to people that don't us
There's riots in the just tell me where I sign up
The rave goes silly every I pick the mic up (whoa)
I got smoke, you can a bit
A brother with a bone 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)