Luyện nghe bài hát I'm

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm

See I'm that nigga that's,
To do my under the sun
I been hustlin' since the become
I a couple of rocks under my tongue
Watch out come the cop
Might notta stand still where you
Run to no 'cause it can kill

My destination can feed my purpose
I'm vibrating' on the down low in the place
You want me show me the money you be payin'
Pop ya ass up out of the van
And take these up out my hand

'Cause I don't trust ya and I tryin'
Hold up nigga, I know
Ya gotta reach out at the time
You some, come get some
on the drum and I'm

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm

Ya livin', in up in my people's rentin'
Windows tinted, from a couple houses down
Get Skinny, it to last amount of spittin'
senseless how them dudes be smokin' that shit
Gettin' in that shit, jump in this shit
I got to on nigga, you want some more of that shit

Live in click where niggas do what they gotta do
Blast 'em with burnable 'em and watch 'em fuck you
Nigga be livin' that life, playin the role of a
But niggas ain't gangstas
Bitch you be big enough
To think bein' a fuckin gangsta

Most of them niggas be comin'
Bring it to ya blood field but that nigga got
That's how it on that rough side
The die, the strong die

with the wrong niggas on with the wrong chrome
Check the wrong shit, walk the wrong
Nigga you as dead and gone
(Problem serious)
Nigga don't hear me that's how we livin' till the saga

nigga and his mom gotta glock on my block
Niggas push rocks and dodge till they pissed and tired
Nigga, you by the gun
Y'all need to handle y'all fuckin' business I'm

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm

Don't sell it, arm and hammer got my rocks
Laws is yellin', yellin'
I'ma glock ya spot, ya head pop like a fuckin'
Do my thing destiny I'm a
But I just a young, black nigga rebellin'

by breath, step by step, day by day
Playin' this game of
My nigga remind ya of
slangin' quarters
Georgia, Cali, to New Orleans

I'm in the pen, pumpin' that iron until I'm up
and cheese made me bigger
Now I'm a lil' bit harder than that next nigga
The one up to run up
That nigga there gon' get up
When I put fuckin' gun up

They told ya, ya hip bone gone
That lil' roam don't live long, pop me to it
Cock block me, you bitches drop me
Hoes still jock me
Got me now the mock me

I seen Scarface twice now I'm a carbon copy
Missing on
And probably 'cause I'm full of animosity
I'm of like at all
I huff and puff and blow ya fuckin' hat off
Tear it off, it off

Now get the 411 to 911 to Red
My moaning make me
Ten to feel these got me cocked these
Swingin' like
Wanted from no man with boo-koo ho

more garbage, funk, filth, shit, trash, and lies
Rhymes so funky draw flies
If I rock one up, one up
It enough to be did
But shit terror rig, change your big
Niggas be big
Pass the fig, don't me no fuckin' pig

I don't no swine but eat Popeye's chicken
And eat to the fuckin' rind
Feel the grip of this chrome
That fuckin' rhyme, nigga get ya back broke
Fuckin' with them black

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm