Luyện nghe bài hát Goin Off

(*Prod. by J. Cole)
it*
Ay,
Do or Die, new arrival,
at my niggas,
You survive alive, yo,
Now either you 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,
Money coming soon, the model,
crew is hollow,
The type of niggas got dick, chew and swallow.
girl told me shoot in her face, she suicidal,
Oh shucks, you niggas is closed, you up.
I'm from the Ville, niggas get killed over bucks,
Thank God we made it, my niggas, we up,
Now we crazy over bread, call us the "dough-nuts, " uh,
More once the money blows up,
But them stop if the dough drops,
I won't stop though, a off the 'ol block.
I'm from a city where hole blocks,
Leave you looking old socks, damn,
patrol blocks, spotting on us,
The boys is rotten, I know 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 where cheddar at,
don't hear me,
Always somebody that don't want you cheese, yo,
This whole is like Tom and Jerry,
I'm kinda very raw, niggas deny facts,
If you they sending you to jail or Iraq,
is something you can't sell or buy back,
Niggas don't bragging, they 9-11 fly cats,
Hijack niggas, "Get up out whip nigga, strip!
I want it all- ice on your and the kicks, "
shit happens, I ain't just rapping, believe it yo,
They got streets in the city won't even go,
it though, uh,
It ain't no secret, beefing cause my ego so big,
It got me speaking I'm diesel, like I'm devil, oh,
Niggas know my stylo, I ain't tweaking, I am though,
Have your looking for you,
This ain't Finding though.
Let me slow it down, dumb it down, warned,
The son up out that womb, yo, a star is born.
If real real, y'all are foreign,
My team run a play on your and we all scoring, yea!