Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Need Em

It is it is man

Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime taped off
It started out a robbery, they blew half his off
They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds he
Grindin', his foot off the ladder of success he was climbin'

The D's through, asked the niggas if they knew what happened
Somehow my name end up in anything that clappin'
Detectives at my crib, they say they wanna question me
They put me in a up last time and they arrested me

When it come to cookin' coke, they I got the recipe
I turn a quarter to a half, thats why mess with me
I'm the pusher, I move packs to make stacks
A little weed, a little X, a little H, a crack

Figure, I it to the limit, take this shit to the max
Navy blue on, navy blue Yankee hat
Calm, in my palm, fully fire arm
to let off, last to run, every time its on

I tell to suck my dick
Get the fuck out my face 'cause I don't 'em
'Cause they're around when I'm down
and I'm bleedin'

What, niggas
Is there a mothafuckin' problem
Oh yeah that's what I thought so,

Niggas be about me, they always callin' me crazy
Fuck them O.G. niggas, stuck in the eighties
Sayin' gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie
Nigga you at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly

I'm rich, I still wake up crime on my mind
Queens nigga put it down like Mason in his prime
When I say move, nigga move or get in the cross fire
Up a fence runnin', cut my hand on a barb wire

Shits crazy, just a different day, its the same
tip part in ya head, leave ya whole fuckin' brain split
They sit, they see me in the Ashton
the matter, they can't get that hoopty started

Thought they was grindin', well goddamn where that at
Thought you was fucked, 'cause you was lettin' paper
You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, a busta
I don't trust ya, I should a sent niggas to ya

I tell niggas to my dick
Get the fuck out my face I don't need 'em
'Cause they're never around when I'm
Shot and I'm

Who they gonna do somethin' to me
You must be out your ass mind
Fuck around and one of these niggas