Luyện nghe bài hát Hoodlum

Sometimes it feels the whole world is against me
And is it the that bend me; I be in the zone
Gazing at the walls, suppressed, da phone
Don't take personal, but only a few can understand
What a nigga feeling; 40-first I die motherfucka..(no doubt)
I'm still breathing. you a must son, we bread
You my dogg, tring to infiltrate my clik is you
I get wit you, handle that on a note.
We o'er-dose eveything is death, we so
I'm trying to tell these cats, but I let them do thing..
Ready for the bad 'til da phone ring
Son is dead, now I'm irate over my head revenge.
Son is dead, son on your behalf trying to

Check out the drill-dun, guns
the hum leaning back checking out the action
On the we drinkin x's
Yo dat shit, while I spark this...
burn it down like an arsonist
Pull out the miz it's time to bring the biz to kidz
And blow all fire out ya empire
Live as wire make my mobb expire or retire
I'm letting off my arms tired
You set quite wit my full of riot.
Our buyers, it clear for ear to hear
I only live niggaz lock this year
lost my dun; '97-it got worse..
Pull out the team, got to get mork..
And sat down you play the background when shots off
Flashbacks of how my man is gone, kb in my memory
I spill henny then I keep it moving

Yo, do our thing, we got this, rockin'
Aint nobody stoppin this rakim and
Reck the hood for you and yours-no doubt the bars
You don't really wanna go the source

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Surprise eye, peep the foulness, wildness
Its bug, niggaz dug in the you holiday thug
Ease up all that illin and
Get ya melon up, you niggaz is butt
You me, I'm reppin wb, what?
Where you find me at spillin from a cup
With my next to my nuts
been afraid to bust
Slug rushin to your head like
If that enough as long as strong and tough
We squeeze back, believe he no longer breath-black
wit these swayze cats
I got dreams of my little queen and nobody gonna stop that
In fact black, if you at me don't come sloppy
All my baby girl got is a papi to her
Through this world of
And I die to see she make it
And die to let the nextman it, is you stupid, um...

Yo, you wanna come test, son is mad from
Penalty is death, pay your last
We harass you if you slept or half step
We adapt to see who we can next
sex pass the bless for after effects
Relax your stress through mad physac, mad
Cash a to get assets we blast techs
with the mental aspect on chest
So we create a trust, if you dunns to shot
Get hit with a gun salute
I a loaded yet deadly 7sc 30
Soon as you it hit me I release of fury
And quick to say a poem to ricochet in your
My click made me leave the nickel-plated at home
So I can get chatter and be the trend setter
The 18th forever

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