Luyện nghe bài hát JBs Revenge

[Verse 1: Sheek
back door, jungle brothers flow
Burner in my hand just me when to go
Stay from rats, never trust a cop
You might have more but I'm lyrically on top
I left the hood, I'm just not around
It's hard to be and get your business off the ground
So I a pound to the early days
Real niggas, fat ass and finger waves
Educated man, from New land
Yeah I made it in rap but not all I am
I'm a cool and that's word to mother
I smack the out of one of y'all
Blood on the wall at a live
my niggas been on it since the locks go
Who the realest group out? How could you not
you hear our shit, how could you not blow?
I mean I'm strictly tryna cop those
Birds in North Carolina, Pablo
El Guapo, Diablo, El
We reup again nigga when the low

[Verse 2: P]
We was in school, we was on the and
We was touching 8 but wasn't playing pool
Raised in the epidemic, [?]
So we thought making drug looked cool
All I wanted was to act [?]
With a goose with good
On some new and some dime bags
Drink a 40 ounce just to time pass
For the Dutch days nigga, get a out
Never wave the white flag, never throw a towel
From the squad, all them niggas rhyme hard
Any letter scrap, get and blow the tromb god
A bunch of little niggas that be around
And got organised, start running the town
Felt good to see 100s around, around
And every time I rhyme, niggas around
I'm the quiet one, the loudest around