Luyện nghe bài hát I'm

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See I'm that that's, fixin'
To do my under the sun
I been since the morning become
I keep a couple of under my tongue
out here come the cop
Might notta stand still where you
Run to no automobile it can kill

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

'Cause I trust ya and I ain't tryin'
Hold up nigga, I know
Ya gotta out at the same time
You want some, get some
Tyson's on the 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'
It's senseless how dudes be smokin' that shit
Gettin' roped in that shit, jump in shit
I got to flippin' on nigga, you want some more of shit

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

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

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

Every and his mom gotta glock on my block
Niggas push and dodge cops till they pissed and tired
Nigga, you by the gun
Y'all need to handle 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 pop like 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 remind ya of manslaughter
slangin' quarters
Georgia, Cali, to New rollin'

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 that next nigga
The one up to run up
That nigga there get done up
I put that fuckin' gun up

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

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

Now get the 411 to 911 to Red
My make me lead
Ten steps to feel these got me these
like Conan
Wanted from no man boo-koo ho fans

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

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

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