Luyện nghe bài hát Khaza

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Gates get the cleared anywhere we at
Smilin' in my face, but to get me wacked
Name and his mouth bad he kick it wit' other camps
lies wit' the stamp and try to give me the wrap
I'm in the wit' it, you really won't be exact
Not a good gang member, the members'll rat
I don't trust proficient at livin' that
I don't love women, I hit, you get her back
Hang up in his face, how quick he call back
up at the Texaco, now, what you call that?
You in pain, how I get in it wit' you? I'm wit' all that
Shoulder strap wit' a suppressor, MAC-11, back
bumpin' 'A Milli', Osama, twin llamas
Grew up seein' violence, pull up wit' the
Got my GED, I would have made it to college
Wishin' you was free, I could you right on 'side me
If I love you, go to war nothin' if it's a problem
Diamonds in the T-O-P, in the bottom
mouth dog, self-made, I'm a grinder
Stack paper, hit girl later, it's a Friday
You know I got a lot of record tryin' to sign me
They say if I'm a risk, it's detrimental to the
Beyoncé follow me on Instagram, Jigga, it
Younger sister, tell her, interested', she a bopper
Healthy kid call that (-), that rock

Winners administration, I'm Luca Brasi
Everybody sleepin' on me, finally got it
Wishin' I was wit' my children watchin' Poppins
101 Dalmatians, smokin' grass I'm on my island
Gettin' tattooed in my kitchen, (-) the heater there
Ghetto, I be strollin' 'round wit' smokers, I ain't even
Right the corner, got it jumpin', you could meet me there
They bad news, they was talkin' 'bout already beat me
Comin' home to my apartment, findin' my daughter
Then we put his kid in the oven, so now his daughter
Not a robbery, this a murder, woke the house
I don't go to funerals, believe me, pulled out
Group home, (-), turn up, up, (-) paused
wit' the cartel microwave, boy
Breadwinner Gang, we is material
I would be Tony, mafia material
Hand signal, shoutin' out the plug in the
My (-) to fuck wit' (-), I could get a few
Scratch the dealers, now we go and get 'em in the inner

Breakin' down, distribute, my steady itchin'
Y'all shootin' videos where they want to kill me
I got 'em under the hood, the soft Civic
Balenciaga-rockin', but now all forces
Call me you want, lately pullin' up in Porsches
I'm the real plug, but started out an
Tell you to comply, most likely have to force you
Blow your brains out, the body bag or the
Me and (-) in the Jag coffee
We don't get harassed by the badge wit' a
Never been a witness, not informant
Trappin' out the shop, why you this alarmin'?
I just got it in, watch how it disappear
You or you can't dress, really, you annoyin'
Lil' mama get wit' me before I'm out of range
Right, they got him dumb, they kinda put me in the
Me and Drake are dealin' wit' the green, that (-)
Five hundred mil out in the safe
Call Coca-Cola, tell you I don't plays
Street game legend in the game, I'm a
Stayed at the (-) last time we was
Mazi take care of my kids when up and then get messy
Cheeseburger hit, got the (-), bought the
The rap game fake, Gates, free the Wap (Gucci, nigga)