Luyện nghe bài hát Khaza

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Gates get the business anywhere we at
Smilin' in my face, but itchin' to get me
Name and his mouth bad when he kick it wit' camps
Tellin' wit' the stamp and try to give me the wrap
I'm in the street wit' it, you won't be exact
Not a good member, the members'll probably rat
I don't trust many at livin' that
I don't love women, I hit, you get her back
Hang up in his face, watch how quick he call
Whip up at the Texaco, now, you call that?
You went in pain, how I get in it you? I'm wit' all that
Shoulder strap wit' a suppressor, MAC-11, fall
Speakers bumpin' 'A Milli', Osama, twin
Grew up seein' violence, pull up wit' the
Got my GED, wish I have made it to college
Wishin' you was free, I could picture you right on me
If I love you, go to war over nothin' if a problem
Diamonds in the T-O-P, diamonds in the
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 to the profit
Beyoncé me on Instagram, Jigga, watch it
Younger sister, her, 'Not interested', she a bopper
Healthy kid call that (-), smokin' that

Winners administration, I'm Luca Brasi
Everybody sleepin' on me, finally got it
Wishin' I was wit' my children Mary Poppins
101 Dalmatians, grass while 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 around the corner, got it jumpin', you meet me there
bad news, they was talkin' 'bout already beat me there
Comin' home to my apartment, findin' my dead
Then we put his kid in the oven, so now his daughter
Not a robbery, this a murder, woke the whole
I don't go to funerals, believe me, pulled out
Group home, (-), turn up, turn up, (-)
wit' the cartel microwave, boy
Breadwinner Gang, we is mafia
What? I would be Tony, 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 'posed to kill me
I got 'em the hood, the soft grade Civic
Balenciaga-rockin', but now it's all
me what 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 wit' a warrant
Never been a witness, not informant
out the shop, why you findin' this alarmin'?
I just got it in, watch how it disappear
You tall or you can't dress, really, you
Lil' mama better get me before I'm out of range
Right, they got him dumb, they put me in the game
Me and Drake are dealin' the green, that's that (-)
Five mil turned out in the safe
Coca-Cola, they'll tell you I don't plays
Street legend in the game, I'm a stepper
Stayed at the (-) last time we was
Mazi care of my kids when it's up and then get messy
Cheeseburger hit, got the (-), bought the
The rap fake, Kevin Gates, free the Wap (Gucci, nigga)