Luyện nghe bài hát Inside

Fresh out the belly of the
Into the heart of the
T and them hit the road
I had and Nak and 'em with me
I the fodder was pretty
So I her
My first was
Really covered with
niggas was really smoking
Gotta say as of late
I been busy with mostly
Got a tape? a wave
Now you in the industry
And missing out on boat
I been out my own fish
gets distant
We I'm on the road again
and his spirits is
up out the Trojan, man
Fridge of spirits
And the crib mirror
Let me hear why the
That's the peers see and us
Then mimmick the fucking man
Keep the circle
Let them front in the cul-de-sacs
with the chosen
The rest is getting the hand
Face-drinking
It help me duck when jab
is the culprit
Who me drugs without owing cash
Sipping 'til I
Never me, I'm diving
Falling to myself
finger to the help
When problems I don't holler
fix 'em by myself
When it's like it's quiet for you
This the to yell

This the shit
Keep chin high up
Cause when she fucking with you
Then her friend
Let you get up yup
Let this shit
You don't get it
Like we do on this side

I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the
And lately I don't like shit, I been on the daily