Luyện nghe bài hát Head Blown

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D-Roc (I don't even know I'm doin')

Okay, I'm geeked, I a beat
Come from the streets, with that heat
Full of that lean, young nigga fully loaded
I'm if I hear a peep
I with the fuckery, I'm a real G
They know that it's up but ain't out of they
Shawty wan' fuck with me bad
So I with head, I make her go deep
I just dropped off the top on a
I just hit the pawn shop, upgrade my
I put big diamond rocks on top my
You see I'm loaded but ain't slippin', get head blown

Head blown up out of the system
Made on the block with them killers
On go, gorillas, everybody
bad, if he fall, I'ma lift him
If you loyal to me, I'm one right back
If you want him domed, for a fact, I'ma him
I was bad, I ain't blame no one, nigga
you using me, bitch, stay goin' to the fitted
D-Dawg in a cell, time that he call, pick up right away
Ned up in jail that boy, free Choppa Boy and RIP Dave
On god, these ain't playin' my way
He could and run up and get shot in his face
I can see that fake and them niggas be hatin'
You get put in position to out your placements, bitch

Okay, I'm geeked, I a beat
from the streets, stay with that heat
Full of that lean, young nigga toting loaded
I'm shooting if I a peep
I ain't with the fuckery, I'm a G
They know that it's up but out of they reach
Shawty wan' with me real bad
So I started with head, I her go deep
I dropped off the top on a Lambo
I just hit the pawn shop, my ammo
I put big diamond on top my Hublot
You see I'm loaded but ain't slippin', get your head

I just pulled up and I out on the curb
Bitch, I'm grippin', you probably slippin', the word?
I ain't goin' right now, I don't give a fuck 'bout you heard
I up this and go to shooting you stuck-up nerds (Knock him back)
I got out of my sack, I fuck up the bag
I'ma run up a check, I'ma never
I be it cool, I ain't none of them dudes
You gon' run off on who and get shot in back
If you play, you get boos, I was just on the
For some stupid lil' shit, I trippin' on that
When they said they want smoke, how I'm 'posed to
But know that it's up and I'm stickin' to that
a Rollie for her and bought one for my son
I'm a factor, relapse, now I'm to run
If I pull up, pussy ass niggas gon' run
But they can't get when I strike with this gun
Drop a bag in a minute, they and get sonned
Sippin' on and I'm smoking red Runtz
one hundred, I call him, he come
Plus he a vet, he go get it done

Okay, I'm geeked, I need a
Come from the streets, with that heat
Full of that lean, young nigga toting loaded
I'm shooting if I hear a
I ain't with the fuckery, I'm a G
They that it's up but ain't out of they reach
Shawty wan' fuck me real bad
So I started with head, I make her go
I just off the top on a Lambo
I hit the pawn shop, upgrade my ammo
I put big rocks on top my Hublot
You see I'm loaded but ain't slippin', get your blown