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 with me
Know I'm scummy, I'm skinny
Them big counting plenty
Ain't no you could lend me
Bonnie, Clyde, Bobby,
the first of first, you know I hold it down
Log it in, spread the word
cake, terps like crystals now
I'm moving on, say I'm different now
Call investigation, this a
it certain, screaming red alert
Most you suckers gotta it work
Just where you heard it first
Problematic get automatic
Fucking cowards, they don't want no
I'm from the towers, full of power
Came up sour, making thousands
up selling sour, making thousands
Came up selling sour, making

Christ, don't say my name in vain
Fire, brimstone, acid
Watch me turn the crowd into a Spartan
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 want to see the cell
You won't see me in nooses
and reckless, what the moon is
Fix yourself up nigga, what you
Ewing
Keep these blocked, you hear the shots
I'm not just saying Pac to relatable and the shaded ones

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

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