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 you follow me and ride, or you's a rival.
The difference 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 dick, chew and swallow.
Your told me shoot in her face, she suicidal,
Oh shucks, you is closed, you fold up.
I'm from the Ville, get killed over four bucks,
Thank God we made it, my niggas, we up,
Now we crazy over bread, call us the "dough-nuts, " uh,
More sluts once the money up,
But them hoes if the dough drops,
I won't though, a chip off the 'ol block.
I'm from a where niggas hole blocks,
you looking 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 babies before they get diplomas,
So much I go nuts,
Niggas me slow up,
that,
I'm tryna get that cheddar at,
Y'all hear me,
Always that don't want you getting cheese, yo,
This whole bullshit is Tom and Jerry,
I'm kinda very raw, niggas can't facts,
If you black they you to jail or Iraq,
Honor is something you sell or buy back,
don't like bragging, they 9-11 fly cats,
Hijack niggas, "Get up out whip nigga, strip!
I it all- ice on your wrists and the kicks, "
This shit happens, I ain't just rapping, it yo,
They got streets in the city police won't go,
it though, uh,
It no secret, niggas beefing cause my ego so big,
It got me like I'm diesel, like I'm devil, oh,
Niggas my stylo, I ain't tweaking, I am lethal though,
Have your daddy for you,
This ain't Finding though.
Let me slow it down, dumb it down, warned,
The son came up out womb, yo, a star is born.
If real real, y'all are foreign,
My team run a on your bitch and we all scoring, yea!