Luyện nghe bài hát HELL-O

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

Fleezus Christ, don't say my 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 back up on them drugs
Acid, acid, acid, acid, yah
I think I'm back up on them drugs

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

Man fuck that (*mumbles*) mumble rap
It's that low rumble rap
I'll do 50
If the police find what's my duffle bag
Moma shoulda named me Man
Got shrooms, I ain't talking and
Got sheets, I ain't talking and
Rat-tat-tat, slide up in trap
Like Kramer, in through your like Bruh Man
Now the pigs in my head like I'm Quinn
Zombie Gang, check my
It's Dark, still not the father bitch

hundreds in the shoe box
Straight pop a few thots
Father niggas, Big
Billups, I'm a big shot
Red alert, get shit popped
for the big rocks
Flatbush got this shit locked
Mad Max in the