Luyện nghe bài hát House Arrest Tingz

Drum
Drum made the beat and you know he killed it
Oh, this Dummie who made this beat, huh?
I flashin', though
I'm coolin' right now
It ain't nobody but me and in the studio
And I'm just
And, I hope y'all was to hear from me
So, I just

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

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

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

Take me to a I can't 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