Luyện nghe bài hát HELL-O

Got a bad bitch and she sticky
This gelato and I'm 50
If you pull it on me, you better kill me
Kamikaze, taking niggas me
I'm scummy, know I'm skinny
Them big pockets plenty
Ain't no you could lend me
Bonnie, Clyde, Bobby,
From the of first, you know I hold it down
Log it in, spread the word
Wedding cake, like crystals now
I'm moving on, say I'm different now
Call investigation, a perp
it certain, screaming red alert
Most you suckers gotta make it
remember where you heard it first
Problematic get automatic
Fucking cowards, they don't no static
I'm from the towers, Flatbush full of
Came up selling sour, making
Came up sour, making thousands
Came up selling sour, making

Christ, don't say my name in vain
Fire, brimstone, rain
Watch me turn the crowd into a scene
Mosh pit, I'm Moses, part the sea
Acid, acid, acid, acid, yah
I think I'm back up on them again
Acid, acid, acid, acid, yah
I I'm back up on them drugs again

I see the 12
I want to see the cell
You won't see me in some
and reckless, what the moon is
Fix up nigga, what you doing?
Ewing
Keep these haters blocked, you the shots
I'm not just saying Pac to relatable and the shaded ones

Man fuck that (*mumbles*) that rap
It's that skully low rap
do 50 years
If the find what's inside my duffle bag
Moma named me Trouble Man
Got shrooms, I ain't talking and
Got sheets, I talking slumbers and
Rat-tat-tat, slide up in trap
Kramer, in through your window like Bruh Man
Now the pigs in my like I'm Harley Quinn
Gang, check my accomplishments
It's Meechy Dark, not the father bitch

Keeping hundreds in the box
Straight cash pop a few
niggas, Big Pop'
Billups, I'm a big shot
Red alert, get your shit
Avianne for the big
Flatbush Zombies got shit locked
Mad Max in the