Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout to Explode

I'm bout to
I don't know when I'm gonna go, I got so much been on my
Every time I around, I try to prevent going down
locked up or even dying

I can dig the
I can see going on, its a fucking warzone
With the thieves in the don't look good
Never ever she could jump off like that now
O.G.'s done backed down, you a step down
Everybody wanna have the
Every you benefit the sin
We gonna to keep fighting them mugs within
Now it is before whats killing you niggas that started out friends
You win, the for what you doing
You to start snatching, kick out the mob
Can't show no love at all, don't turn back
homie wasn't all that
If he was real he wouldn't even have him that
I hum to Allah, I'm wanted by far, and he disinfected
So long I been known, think its the law in the loves of loves
In a positive
That we could conquer shit and defend no more

High-Tech niggas with a little scratch, could be richer
Hustling to make enough to buy the I need
Like a bag of weed, I was blind now a nigga see
Brothers strapping up on this thang, timing's off, feel the
Let the hood done out, shits way out, no way out
Murder to the lunatics, them the tricks that was talking that
Took the to the brain, rip em' off, vest off, pull the mask off
Smoke that bitch, what a
I suggest, we suggest, fuck other up
Look into the mind of a Flic' born
Mount Sainai in the bless my
Niggas the bottle, get the top
Then pour out the back when its war
Armor to brothers stay clean
Watch your young brothers I mean

My hood is up, and burned up is my hood
We ?kicked bout' a foot?, don't own a
I took too much then too much, now I don't know where to
Or who it may concern, life and death all I've
earned my respect in the hood, but the shiesty still pulling moves
You a man for the man, thats another point he was trying to
Got your own mind, might as well use it for
Cause you'se your own man to the right, to the left, all is
And it's one thing I believe in, don't ever leave and
Killers jumping off by the now
97' another hunting season
Niggas in it 6 feet deep and no reason freely

Back in the days on Avenue, (?)
Niggas used to bang for the to slang cain
Hustle and pain niggas
Once there was a little brother who ruled across the street his crew
Fast pacing everyday, facing situations
Gang affiliation you kill a nation
Take another life a day, smoking, hoping to get away
Put it in the raw, I'm to go boom
Y'all can't but to talk, it's us against the law
shit backing people off from the gator alley in the whole
I know where the hell to go
Cause my is like a pack of (?)
brothers capping, it's a free for all in my motherfucking hood
And it good, if I got to die for my Flict' then I would
Every day is
If you didn't count your boy then you really should
Until the tic 9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 out

So much shit on my
I can't find the time to free myself going down
Best to antici-pains and pressure, no lesser than situations
Erasing, doing time in the mind
Like to wild em' down, bullets flying, mommas crying, lying
Reason for the rhyme let the climb
You thinking different, defending for the of it
Flic' in forever, finally letting in Chicago, tear a little
on a pedastool, want to jump up off it then let it go
Easy it's to blow, like how much longer can I go
How many situations before I just go below, catch up with my
Caught up and brought up in it into
The feeling like I can't take it no
The is dealing with pressure
is the death certificate and that will get cha'
Wet cha', leave you on a stretcher, I bet
He off and looking for shelter
Help a man and give a helping hand, stand by the
the daily double, double trouble the mold
I redoubled the O in the roll, let it go explode