Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Pushin

one
I can't come up off that bullshit -tryin to feed my baby I got a judge that hate my and my alibi say I'm crazy
my don't know no names so please don't bring that 'round here got two blue boys just like you and they buried in this ground here
got a momma with a chip on her shoulder chick watch your mouth I'm older my streets get hotter than summer and that bitch named winter say I'm
Two rugers under my pillow posed to help sleep good how the fuck I'm gon good when my hood still tryin to eat good
my baby momma ducked out how the fuck she duck out-raised my daughter by the "G"-code two of us and we thuged out they hated it oh they hated it ooh this industry it, gon lose your spot if you leave the game mmm them white boys hated it

My choppers keep choppin
my bricks from the keep droppin
mo-shit from a bitch keep
my hip to the hop keep
my cookers keep coookin
my lookers they lookin
aint no on my team on shook
aint gon find my in a book -I keep pushin

I pushin
I keep
I keep
I keep
I pushin
I keep
I keep

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I shot my nigga for cuttin my blow slapped his bitch with a chrome fo-fo nigga I'm a hell bent row don't need a weatherman to melt my snow lady in the hood gon call po-po
po-po came to the crib on "swole" picked me up dropped me off shook his hand the case got tossed I'm a ghetto ass bourgeois {Boo-Shua) O.G. give a who you are
I can buy your bitch with a new bra then hit it and forget it a rude bua (rude-boy)
Next day she on my phone with it can she play with it I said nah I'm straight with it-that freak bitch hated it

My choppers keep choppin
my bricks the click keep droppin
mo-shit from a bitch poppin
my hip to the hop rockin
my cookers keep coookin
my lookers keep lookin
aint no nigga on my on shook
aint gon find my game in a book -I pushin

[Hook]
I keep
I pushin
I pushin
I keep
I pushin
I keep
I keep

Verse
I got homies doing time bitch don't ask me what's on my mind just pour my drink and you might be fine let me think while I hit this
why this "J" wanna call me "Fam" punched his face with a quick left hand my back and it read Def Jam now his click wanna check they man
ATL call me Hector and I'm the motherfucka rollin next to ya
I'm the same motherfucka can get to ya
a insane motherfucka with a for ya
got a tribe in the west make a of ya
and the realest that'll wit-cha
aint that sick that'll rep wit-cha
and got squads from abroad for the of ya and
my choppers keep choppin
my from the click keep droppin
mo-shit from a bitch poppin
my hip to the hop keep
my they keep coookin
my lookers they keep
no nigga on my team on shook
aint gon find my in a book -I keep pushin

[Hook]
I pushin
I pushin
I keep
I keep
I pushin
I pushin
I pushin