Luyện nghe bài hát Headphones

But it's OK, cause we go hard, you know, that's why the for.

I the pressure in pain, you may think I'm insane,
like a bullet hit your brain, when they mention my name.

Oh no no we not the same, this streets shit in my vein, you start catching cases you start switching your game,
now they the plate, they arrest any day, sent my brother to the pit and learn his lesson again.

There's no food in the or I feel up the plate,
OK, lets load up our nigga haters and get of the chain, ma ma ma luther king,
Malcolm X I'm next these crackerz either gon me or they gon gimme respect.

Tired of breaking my neck, standing out on this balcony like all you gon get,
for I calling the calvary attention, will be no one after me,
none of these rappers is half of me, give me half of your bitch.

I'm riding coach tryna get my ass home,
first class talking about shit, where's my headphones.

Don't want to hear it, I can't hear you, I'm sorry where's my headphones

Push head in the rain, jumpin top in the sun, at the bottom of the barrel,
but I know I'm the one, for that my kingdom they come, yes king is here,
after knocking goliath, there is no one I fear.

have mercy on me, pa put this cursing on me,
I know it's crazy but I forgive my worse enemy, for him not know who I be, so him not what he do, and when you stand at his casket know it that could be you, meet ya.

Keep our lips concealed the we do, truth won't matter is if we get caught we through, something like Adam and Eve just dont eat the fruit, aint no age limit in this weak recruit, come on.

Single five line walking through this field,
all these soulja's out there life, but my real.
in coach class tryna get my ass home,
first ain't talking about shit,
where's my fuckin headphones.

Don't want to hear it, I can't you, I'm sorry where's my headphones [4x]