Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

Would you believe
If you that?
TV the radio
TV the radio

get it, what if they told you this music was bogus?
The government run it, they controllin' the
Would you believe If you read that?
Yeah, if they told you the iPhone was tapped?
see all of your browsin' and know you be in your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is really like men
And internet soldiers, everybody was Macs
What if they Obama was in a raid
He actually got a good ass tan and a swag to black
Would you believe that? Niggas impeach that,
How bout tell you you dyin' if you ain't voting?
So now you go put one in and relying off that emotion and believe
You you do wit' your weak ass
What if they make a Tellin' you what is dope
you was it, but never let they mother jump
Pardon the flow but consistence controlling souls
I know there's niggas molded by television shows
Opinion sold but most's stay null and
A gossip make little people feel more important
So don't believe them, how they need it for the
A lot of bullets are to the gullible

I turn down the radio just to the TV on (on, on)
I live my life in stereo, always singing my own song (song, song)
As it flows into my (wake up, wake up wake up)
As it flows my vein (wake up, wake up wake up)

TV killed the
TV killed the
TV killed the
And then the internet slit the television
And the world star model up out the orbit
And for broad a rapper is now behind his mortgage
And 'notha the rappers would shawty, shawty be goin'
And be laughin' at him, he doesn't know it
he believed her, thought he couldn't be G'd by such a sweet girl
(News flash, news flash, a cruel world)
(And no one's too thorough to it on to a girl uh)
if they told you your chick was a grouupie
You know, like a ho, the type be choosin'
You gon' play it nah homie, soon as the car pull up
her you'll holler at us and get in and go and lose it

TV the radio
TV the radio
TV fuck it,
And then the internet the television throat

But not before I gave birth to episodes
Our is cursed, we got too many clones
We just believe they gon' what we was told
And know that bullets are prodigal to the

I turn down the just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always my own song (song, song)
As it flows my vein (wake up, wake up wake up)
As it flows into my

I'd like to thank all the beautiful people that out here tonight
Mrs Reese, I see you in the baby, oh yea
Oh shout to the boys to
You hear Uh, hear the Adapt Kings in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I good right now
I just want to talk to my without preaching
Unbelievable, get down!