Luyện nghe bài hát Khaza

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Gates get the business cleared we at
in my face, but itchin' to get me wacked
Name and his mouth bad when he it wit' other camps
Tellin' lies the stamp and try to give me the wrap
I'm in the street it, you really won't be exact
Not a gang member, the members'll probably rat
I don't trust many proficient at that
I don't women, I hit, you could get her back
Hang up in his face, watch how quick he call
Whip up at the Texaco, now, 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, fall
bumpin' 'A Milli', Osama, twin llamas
Grew up seein' violence, pull up the knowledge
Got my GED, wish I would made it to college
you was free, I could picture you right on 'side me
If I love you, go to war over nothin' if it's a
in the T-O-P, diamonds in the bottom
Gold dog, self-made, I'm a grinder
Stack paper, hit your later, it's a Friday
You know I got a lot of record labels to sign me
say if I'm a risk, it's detrimental to the profit
Beyoncé follow me on Instagram, Jigga, it
Younger sister, tell her, 'Not interested', she a
Healthy kid call (-), smokin' that rock

Bread Winners administration, I'm Brasi
Everybody on me, finally got it poppin'
I was wit' my children watchin' Mary Poppins
101 Dalmatians, grass while I'm on my island
Gettin' tattooed in my kitchen, (-) wit' the heater
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
home to my apartment, findin' my daughter dead
Then we put his kid in the oven, so now his dead
Not a robbery, this a murder, woke the house
I go to funerals, believe me, gettin' pulled out
Group home, (-), turn up, up, (-) paused
Atlanta the cartel microwave, boy
Breadwinner Gang, we is mafia
What? I would be Tony, material
Hand signal, shoutin' out the in the interview
My (-) used to fuck wit' (-), I get a few
Scratch the dealers, now we go and get 'em in the tube

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