Luyện nghe bài hát JBs Revenge

[Verse 1: Sheek
Single back door, jungle flow
Burner in my just tell me when to go
Stay away from rats, never a cop
You have sold more but I'm lyrically on top
I never left the hood, I'm not around
It's hard to be there and get your off the ground
So I smoke a pound to the days
niggas, fat ass bitches 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 the fuck 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 out? How could you not know?
Anytime you hear our shit, how you not blow?
I mean I'm strictly cop those Picassos
Birds in North Carolina, Petey
El Guapo, Diablo, El
We reup again nigga the stash low

[Verse 2: P]
We was in school, we was on the and
We was touching 8 balls but playing pool
Raised in the epidemic, [?]
So we thought making money looked cool
All I wanted was to act [?]
a goose with good feathers
On some new leathers and dime bags
Drink a 40 ounce just to time pass
For the Dutch days nigga, get a out
Never wave the flag, never throw a white towel
From the bomb squad, all them rhyme hard
Any letter scrap, get and blow the tromb god
A bunch of little niggas that be running
And they got organised, start running the
Felt good to see 100s around, thousands
And every I rhyme, niggas crowding around
I'm the quiet one, the loudest around