Luyện nghe bài hát Goin Off

(*Prod. by J. Cole)
it*
Ay,
Do or Die, new arrival,
at my niggas,
You you's alive, yo,
Now either you follow me and ride, or a rival.
The between you and I is you a model, you posing.
But who am I
The mulatto out for lotto,
coming soon, the newest model,
Your is hollow,
The type of niggas got more dick, and swallow.
Your girl me shoot in her face, she suicidal,
Oh shucks, you is closed, you fold up.
I'm the Ville, niggas get killed over four bucks,
Thank God we it, my niggas, we grown up,
Now we crazy over bread, call us the "dough-nuts, " uh,
sluts once the money blows up,
But them hoes stop if the drops,
I won't though, a chip off the 'ol block.
I'm from a city where niggas blocks,
Leave you like old socks, damn,
Cops blocks, spotting on us,
The is rotten, I know they want us,
arrest a nigga, get a bonus,
You a nigga, get promoted,
Shit is crazy, girls getting before they get diplomas,
So much I go nuts,
telling me slow up,
that,
I'm tryna get that cheddar at,
Y'all don't me,
Always somebody don't want you getting cheese, yo,
This whole bullshit is Tom and Jerry,
I'm kinda very raw, can't deny facts,
If you black they you to jail or Iraq,
Honor is something you can't or buy back,
Niggas like bragging, they 9-11 fly cats,
Hijack niggas, "Get up out whip nigga, strip!
I want it all- ice on your and the kicks, "
This shit happens, I just rapping, believe it yo,
They got streets in the city police won't go,
it though, uh,
It ain't no secret, niggas cause my ego so big,
It got me speaking I'm diesel, like I'm devil, oh,
Niggas know my stylo, I tweaking, I am lethal though,
your daddy looking for you,
This ain't Finding though.
Let me it down, dumb it down, y'all warned,
The son up out that womb, yo, a star is born.
If recognize real, y'all are foreign,
My team run a on your bitch and we all scoring, yea!