Luyện nghe bài hát Glockappella

Brother, you've been on my mind, oh
We've changed over time, so, brother, I'm my eyes on you
I bet you don't I know no better but sanging the blues
Oh but brother have I got for you, I'm something
And I you know that I'm something too

Yeah, usually I don't get all this battle rap shit
And all that shit's stupid but I'm address it
And I get it off my chest may God bless it
I will invest four minutes exactly for
Who had the audacity to me

I kept quiet but perhaps I should have this fire quicker
'Cause to just sit with this I've only gotten sicker
Yet I react without even a in my composure
But the only way he to bring this shit to a closure

I'm worthy and my associates and I the South Dirty
And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind have me
But I ain't even breathin' until I get an 30
I could casually up the front of somebody's throwback jersey

You makin' me talk this way, ain'tcha?
You makin' me hafta talk way
You forcin' me to this way
Maybe my album will get this way

Niggaz down around me, I make 'em superstitious
And one of my vices used to be wanting to visually vicious
But instead I use my head and I fed niggaz nutritious
But you appreciate what a sacrifice this is

And I know you ambitious young men, you have my wishes
Have a piece of this pain on a platter, it's one of my best
you assassinate my character, not one remark misses
So it's get funky when I'm fryin' these little fishes

Fuck fakin', there has been some taken
But this itty bitty beef is, me like bacon
But hear me when when I say, I ain't hate you halfway
You know me, somebody surely owe me

When it to respect, I only put my family before me
And the beat ridin', oh so slowly but surely and you in
And I'll be strict about straight every one of you niggaz like
I'll put bullet holes in anything that through car doors and clothes

Amateurs and pros, hard-head and hoes, also friends and foes
Let it be known that lose your life fucking around with Lo
This is my and I'll be wearing diamonds forever
Like I'm signed to Roc-a-fella and bust two times in the sky

'Cause ain't nobody around ready to die
But if there's more that you want, can't but one win
And I'm sure ready to try motherfucker, yeah
Hold on, I'm all off the beat, hold on

Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody bad, Lo crazy, Lo somebody dad
Decide to ride down street and just hurt somebody bad
You know, as in house, hurt somebody's or somebody's spouse
You see what I'm saying and you I can be what I'm sayin'

And I got the most to lose but you steppin' on my shoes,
You become a and will remain a target until you are hit
You gone around and found out that's Lo still down for it
I ain't of ya, never been scared of ya

If anything I'm scared for ya because I'm so of ya
Take that to the brother before I walk up on your bed brother
And paint your in red brother, you heard what I said, brother?
Motherfucker, I ain't mad at these niggaz, I you

We got a awful thang goin' down, getting down
There's a whole lot of going round
You best believe me before I pack up and move out of
I will gladly gone and glock one of them

I said, bring me the funk, I want the
I said, bring me the funk, me the funk
I bring me the funk, I can handle the funk
Just bring me the funk, bring me the funk,