Luyện nghe bài hát Heathens (Freestyle)

[Hook: Tyler
All my friends are take it slow
for hem to ask you who you know
Please don't make any moves
You don't the half of the abused

Vic Mensa]
Grew up around heathens, the streets made us
Slanging Jane, swanging out a mini van
Banana clips for gorillas and killers
Percy Miller car got no limits
It always this was, I can attest
To nights I carried lead case a wanna test
Number two can you, better wear a vest
We packing a Lunchable, we live in constant threat
My history is filled with a long of regrets
Looking back at my past, doing this lap
I made it, young eyes grown jaded
They killed my brother dead, why I'd be faded
Sometimes I guilty for being the boy who lived, I could've been the one with that knife inside my ribs
I guess God had bigger plans for the kid when I woke up still alive on that bed
I still feel violence, I got blood shot
Non-stop flights, I need 21
me 21 beats, there's 21 bodies
21 in the W lobby
Man trust, you can rock a Rollie or
Either way the gon' say pull your pants up
Since you in the county don't want you to stand up
Niggas say you change as soon as you get Benz up
I it funny how, I'm getting money now
Them don't treat me like an ugly duckling now
The same ones used to at my TC
Now it's me and Perrie, 'scuse my French but they now
That's why I date while I hate them I got no
I was set an on the tour bus
It's very simple you can if you don't bust
Papi my brothers so you gotta both us
Yeah, I be with heathens but I've my stripes
Keep a SIG, I'm too pretty for fist
Until these niggas kill me I wanna live life
Cop a in the city, buy a little ice
But y'all know me, I rock diamonds
Only the Roc diamonds, that's how I'm
Big homie, it was all about timing
So every roll call I sure I'm signed in
Wait til they find that max Jay him
Could be an astrologist how my stars
I fuck Bad Boy like I'm Mario Winans
Puff know I got him if niggas shootin' I'm
Please even speak to me about stylin'
I Gucci drawers, my nuts Italian
And I'm from the Chi where they
Pulling big out the Gosha wallet
'em "these heathens leave you bleeding
Screaming please, oh jeez he's
Get him to the church he gon' a deacon"
like DMC's Adidas
Demons, heaters loca, la vida
this world, Zetus Lapetus
I don't want girl, cut her off like fetus
Abort this track a beat ain't breathing, bitch!