Luyện nghe bài hát HELL-O

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

Fleezus Christ, say my name in vain
Fire, brimstone, acid
Watch me turn the into a Spartan scene
pit, then I'm Moses, part the sea
Acid, acid, acid, acid, yah
I think I'm up on them drugs again
Acid, acid, acid, acid, yah
I think I'm back up on drugs again

I see the 12
I don't want to see the
You see me in some nooses
Young and reckless, what the is
Fix yourself up nigga, you doing?
Ewing
Keep these haters blocked, you hear the
I'm not just saying Pac catered to relatable and the ones

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

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