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 dirt the sun
I been since the morning become
I keep a couple of rocks under my
Watch out here the cop
Might notta stand still you chill
Run to no automobile 'cause it can

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

'Cause I don't trust ya and I tryin'
Hold up nigga, I know
Ya reach out at the same time
You want some, 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 livin' up in my people's
tinted, nigga from a couple houses down
Get Skinny, bump it to last of spittin'
It's senseless how them dudes be that shit
Gettin' roped in shit, jump in this shit
I got to on nigga, you want some more of that shit

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

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

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

Every nigga and his mom gotta on my block
Niggas push rocks and dodge cops till pissed and tired
Nigga, you by the gun
need 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 hammer got my rocks
Laws is yellin', yellin'
I'ma glock ya spot, ya head pop a fuckin' melon
Do my thing destiny I'm a
But I ain't just a young, black rebellin'

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

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

They ya, ya hip bone gone gone
That lil' roam live long, pop me to stop it
block me, you bitches can't drop me
Hoes gon' jock me
Got me now the niggas me

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

Now get the 411 to 911 to Red
My moaning me lead
Ten steps to feel got me cocked these
Swingin' Conan
Wanted from no man with ho fans

Talk garbage, funk, filth, shit, trash, and lies
so funky they draw flies
If I one up, shock one up
It enough to be did
But your shit terror rig, your big
be sayin' big
Pass the fig, don't give me no pig

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

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