Luyện nghe bài hát House Arrest Tingz

Drum
Drum made the beat and you know he killed it
Oh, this Drum this beat, huh?
I flashin', though
I'm coolin' right now
It nobody but me and Hemp in the studio
And I'm boolin'
And, I y'all was waitin' to hear from me
So, I recorded

1]
Real street nigga, I ain't feel no sorrow
Drive Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo
I been tryna find some and only God know
Cross me once, call my phone, you get the dial tone
I on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')
Not many 'round if you don't know, it my pockets (My Pockets)
And my bro, take that Draco and go (Blaw, blaw)
Tryna grow up, don't come in with that violence
Violins should be played, how I'm
Comment "Where", she like, "What picture?" ain't my bitch
Tired of the Bayou, I want it out to New York
And live a high life like a nigga with Highbridge
I flash out and take his from off his body
I never showed you that side, but that's who I'm is
out, I let that 30 spit on College
If I die right now, just check the and see how I did
I'm a real street nigga,
I just pulled my radar out and tried to stop a (Where you goin'?)
I just walked my house and almost shot a nigga (Fuck is you doin'?)
Fuck my ex, I my next can prolly top a nigga

Take me to a place I imagine (Oh)
of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (Oh)
Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't
Yeah, we him off
Nigga what? They hand it

2]
I just took to flowin' on the block and the top off
out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off
See them hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts
They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, ain't my fault
I'm with Hemp, I'm drinkin' on that Hen' like a
[?] drinkin' on that gin, I been off
Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to
I walk in court, dirty as the with pee up in my drawers
Bitch, I'm than the fuck, I need some Tylenol
I go nuts, soon as you buck, I at all of y'all (Blaw, blaw)
I left therapy K3 and I sped off
Talkin' proper as the with my head off
Talkin' proper as the with my head off
goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all
All this love got me damaged, I just it gone
If you my friend, let's hit it [?], bitch, yo' panties off

Take me to a place I can't (Oh)
Victim of heartbreak and I'm so (Oh)
Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I panic
Yeah, we him off
what? They gotta hand it