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

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

'Cause I don't trust ya and I tryin'
Hold up nigga, I know
Ya gotta reach out at the time
You want some, come get
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 livin' up in my rentin'
Windows tinted, nigga from a couple down
Get Skinny, bump it to last amount of
senseless how them dudes be smokin' that shit
Gettin' roped in that shit, jump in shit
I got to flippin' on nigga, you want some more of that

Live in that click where do what they gotta do
Blast 'em burnable fuck 'em and watch 'em fuck you
Nigga be livin' that life, the role of a gangsta
But them niggas gangstas
Bitch you gotta be big
To think about bein' a gangsta

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

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

Every nigga and his mom gotta glock on my
Niggas push rocks and dodge cops till they and tired
Nigga, you by the gun
Y'all to handle y'all fuckin' business 'cause 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 got my rocks swellin'
Laws is yellin', yellin'
I'ma glock ya spot, ya pop like a fuckin' melon
Do my destiny I'm a felon
But I ain't a young, black nigga rebellin'

Breath by breath, by step, day by day
Playin' this game of
My remind ya of manslaughter
Niggas slangin'
Georgia, Cali, to New Orleans

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

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

I seen Scarface twice now I'm a fuckin' carbon
Missing on
And insane probably 'cause I'm full of
I'm kind of at all
I might huff and puff and ya fuckin' hat off
it off, swear it off

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

Talk garbage, funk, filth, shit, trash, and lies
Rhymes so they draw flies
If I one up, shock one up
It simple to be did
But your shit terror rig, change big
Niggas be big
Pass the fig, give me no fuckin' pig

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

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