Luyện nghe bài hát In My Blood

1:

You why,
I hang with thugs
Whut,
I'm from the
Nigga,
I a fuck (I gives a fuck)
It's in my
Since I was little I been hangin' with niggas
And I die I gon remain with these niggas
St. in
The m-p-l-s, I hear you
I put it yes
Now rock were you at
I you say some shit about some blacks
Nigga, been your ass back
Come see the deal
Stay in the fields
These niggas kill
This no cap-gun shots, nigga
a glock, pah, pah,
It's death on block
Knock,
Whut's up
These start singing
It's me and yuk the l-g in the makin'
stinkin', freakin'
Bowlin' on the
Creepin,
Me, till the
Gimme stacks up on mo'
I'm dubble for the train
your moms know my name
I be the d the m and the m into the g
And I bring the

It's in my
Smokin sweets, drink to the suds
And wit these thugs, nigga
That's in my
You wonder why us niggas be
And out slingin' drugs, nigga
That's in my
drug money, stuff that shit up under the rug
And make that bug, nigga
in my blood
Niggas like me turn like you into hustelers
Fuckin wit us, wit us!

2:

It's in my
a chain-reaction
How it all
is slangin' crack in the mid 80's
Back in the day when was crackin'
Niggas pay 38 for a
rappin'
For shippin' and handelin' taxes was
where the a-raps headin'
Even when I they in cavage
Lavage
Do with scopes under my mattress
With the and the drugmoney,
Stuffin' shit up under the rugmoney
hungry
Takin' only cause we love money
I'm a nigga, a nigga,
Would you to be a nigga too
big scrilla like these niggas do
You be a drugdealer too
and tuned in to the boys in blue
Listen for
In the kitchen bakin up flake
It
28
by 36 zips to make
A beam brake, a triple beam shake
A grams on the triple beam flake
2.2 pounds to be
My niggas just in from ga
Ready to buy 4
Then drive slow to youngstown ohio
So these rhymes
Let me stick my dick in ear,
And fuck with mind

3:
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Niggas themselves as low key,
Broken and fabricated
Easily ejaculated, table with and half way
no wars cause they made it
That type of is outdated
But I it like I laid it
My partners have always said
It was set me up
For
Money, clothes and but road I chose was
Nothin'
Niggas know just it's like to be hustelers
from strugglers
Bitches us
Blindly that life we lust
I blush,
Bottles, havin' thoughts and iring
Goin' and roll fast
to get what my eyes have seen
of me, huh
Nigga for a hand that got me these eyes right to see
But not I was blind to the point,
Not even I could see, or I could be

I meant for me this type of trickery
Hit me the type of mystery
Lay it down like
With the intend of be and i
Street desire,
Piece of mind, I was to find
sassiness
Hossisiless it gets to shit and praise to the farmer
Nobody was meant for it, it was
And I was
With the shit that life sent
depend, now most of my time is spent
Escapin' what I
It's in my

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