Luyện nghe bài hát Head Blown

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

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

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

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

I pulled up and I hopped out on the curb
Bitch, I'm grippin', you probably slippin', what's the
I ain't goin' now, I don't give a fuck 'bout what you heard
I up this bitch and go to shooting you stuck-up (Knock him back)
I got out of my sack, I fuck up the bag
run up a check, I'ma never relax
I be keeping it cool, I ain't none of them
You gon' run off on who and get shot in your
If you play, you get boos, I was on the news
For some lil' shit, I ain't trippin' on that
When they said they smoke, how I'm 'posed to react?
But they that it's up and I'm stickin' to that
Bought a Rollie for her and one for my son
I'm a factor, relapse, now I'm to run
If I pull up, these ass niggas gon' run
But they can't get away when I strike with gun
Drop a bag in a minute, they drop and get
Sippin' on lean and I'm red Runtz
Osama one hundred, I call him, he
Plus he a vet, he go get it done

Okay, I'm geeked, I need a
Come from the streets, stay that heat
Full of that lean, young nigga toting loaded
I'm if I hear a peep
I with the fuckery, I'm a real G
They know that it's up but out of they reach
Shawty wan' with me real bad
So I started 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 rocks on top my Hublot
You see I'm but ain't slippin', get your head blown