Luyện nghe bài hát In My Blood

1:

You why,
I hang these thugs
Whut,
I'm from the
Nigga,
I gives a (I gives a fuck)
in my blood
Since I was little I hangin' with these niggas
And till I die I gon with these niggas
St. in
The m-p-l-s, I you callin'
I put it yes
Now chris rock you at
I heard you say some about some blacks
Nigga, been your ass back
Come see the deal
Stay in the fields
These niggas kill
This ain't no cap-gun shots,
a glock, pah, pah,
It's death on your
Knock,
Whut's up
sirenes start singing
It's me and yuk with the l-g in the
stinkin', freakin'
Bowlin' on the
Creepin,
Me, the currency
stacks up on mo' stacks
I'm dubble for the train
Even your moms my name
I be the d into the m and the m the g
And I the b-o-m-b-?

It's in my
Smokin sweets, 40's to the suds
And fuckin wit thugs, nigga
That's in my
You why us niggas be hustelers
And out there slingin' drugs,
in my blood
That drug money, stuff that up under the rug
And that nigga bug, nigga
It's in my
Niggas like me turn niggas you into hustelers
wit us, fuckin wit us!

2:

It's in my
a chain-reaction
How it all
Paps is slangin' in the mid 80's
Back in the day when was crackin'
pay 38 for a package
Tightly
For shippin' and taxes was added
That's where the a-raps
when I sleep they in cavage
Lavage
Do with scopes under my mattress
the dope and the drugmoney,
Stuffin' that shit up the rugmoney
Thug
Takin' drugs only cause we money
I'm a nigga, a nigga,
Would you to be a nigga too
Makin' big scrilla these niggas do
You probably be a too
Scan and tuned in to the boys in
for clues
In the kitchen up peruvian flake
It
28
Multiplied by 36 to make
A triple brake, a triple beam shake
A hundred grams on the triple beam
2.2 pounds to be
My just flew in from ga
to buy 4 kilos
Then drive slow to youngstown ohio
So fuck rhymes
Let me stick my dick in ear,
And fuck with your

3:
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betray themselves as low key,
Broken and fabricated
ejaculated, table with and half way faded
Ain't no wars they made it
That type of bullshit is
But I played it like I it
My partners always said that
It was set me up
For
Money, and hoes but road I chose was
nice
Niggas know just it's like to be hustelers
from strugglers
Bitches us
Blindly chasin' that life we
I blush,
Bottles, thoughts and iring dreams
Goin' down and roll
Tryin' to get what my eyes seen
of me, huh
Nigga for a hand that got me these eyes right to see
But part not I was to the point,
Not I could see, or that I could be

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

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