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 between 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 more dick, and swallow.
Your girl me shoot in her face, she suicidal,
Oh shucks, you is closed, you fold up.
I'm from the Ville, niggas get killed four bucks,
Thank God we it, my niggas, we grown up,
Now we crazy over that bread, us the "dough-nuts, " uh,
sluts once the money blows up,
But them hoes stop if the drops,
I won't stop though, a off the 'ol block.
I'm from a city niggas hole blocks,
you looking like old socks, damn,
Cops patrol blocks, on us,
The is rotten, I know they want us,
Probably a nigga, get a bonus,
You a nigga, get promoted,
Shit is crazy, girls getting before they get diplomas,
So I just go nuts,
telling me slow up,
that,
I'm tryna get that cheddar at,
Y'all don't me,
somebody that don't want you getting cheese, yo,
This whole is like 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 can't 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, "
shit happens, I ain't just rapping, believe it yo,
They got streets in the police won't even go,
it though, uh,
It ain't no secret, niggas cause my ego so big,
It got me speaking like I'm diesel, I'm devil, oh,
Niggas know my stylo, I ain't tweaking, I am though,
your daddy looking for you,
This ain't Nemo though.
Let me it down, dumb it down, y'all warned,
The son came up out that womb, yo, a is born.
If real recognize real, are foreign,
My run a play on your bitch and we all scoring, yea!