Luyện nghe bài hát Headphones

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

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

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

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

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

I'm riding coach class get my ass home,
first class ain't about shit, where's my headphones.

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

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

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

Keep our lips the problem 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.

five line walking through this mind field,
all these lamp out there life, but my real.
Still in class tryna get my ass home,
first ain't talking about shit,
my mother fuckin headphones.

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