Luyện nghe bài hát Heathens (Freestyle)

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

[Verse: Vic
Grew up heathens, the streets made us Tarzans
Slanging Mary Jane, out a mini van
Banana for gorillas and cold killers
Miller black car got no limits
It always this was, I can attest
To nights I carried lead case a nigga wanna
Number two can puncture you, better a vest
We packing like a Lunchable, we in constant threat
My history is filled with a long of regrets
Looking back at my past, doing this lap
Surprised I made it, eyes grown jaded
killed my brother dead, wonder why I'd be faded
Sometimes I feel guilty for the boy who lived, I could've been the one with that knife inside my ribs
I God had bigger plans for the kid when I woke up still alive on that hospital bed
I still feel violence, I got blood shot
flights, I need 21 pilots
Give me 21 beats, there's 21
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 they don't want you to up
Niggas say you change as soon as you get your up
I find it funny how, I'm getting now
Them girls don't treat me like an ugly now
The same used to laugh at my TC
Now it's me and Perrie, 'scuse my but they fucking now
That's why I date I hate them I got no love
I was set an on the tour bus
very simple you can walk if you don't bust
Papi my so you gotta fuck both us
Yeah, I be with heathens but I've earned my
Keep a SIG, I'm too for fist fights
Until these niggas kill me I wanna live life
Cop a in the city, buy a little ice
But y'all know me, I don't diamonds
Only the Roc diamonds, how I'm shining
Big homie, it was all about timing
So every roll call I make I'm signed in
Wait til they that max Jay signed him
Could be an how my stars aligning
I fuck with Bad Boy like I'm Mario
Puff know I got him if niggas shootin' I'm
Please don't speak to me about stylin'
I rock Gucci drawers, my nuts
And I'm from the Chi where ultra-violent
big racks out the Gosha wallet
Tell 'em "these leave you bleeding
Screaming please, oh he's leaking
Get him to the church he need a deacon"
Running DMC's Adidas
Demons, heaters loca, like la
Outta' this world, Lapetus
I don't your girl, cut her off like fetus
Abort this 'till a beat ain't breathing, bitch!