Luyện nghe bài hát Khaza

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Gates get the cleared anywhere we at
Smilin' in my face, but itchin' to get me
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 could get her
Hang up in his face, watch how quick he call
Whip up at the Texaco, now, what you call
You went in pain, how I get in it you? I'm wit' all that
Shoulder strap a suppressor, MAC-11, fall back
Speakers 'A Milli', Osama, twin llamas
Grew up violence, pull up wit' the knowledge
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 over nothin' if it's a
Diamonds in the T-O-P, in the bottom
Gold mouth dog, self-made, I'm a
Stack paper, hit your later, it's a Friday
You know I got a lot of record labels tryin' to me
They say if I'm a risk, it's to the profit
follow me on Instagram, Jigga, watch it
Younger sister, her, 'Not interested', she a bopper
Healthy kid call that (-), that rock

Bread Winners administration, I'm Luca
Everybody sleepin' on me, got it poppin'
Wishin' I was my children watchin' Mary Poppins
101 Dalmatians, smokin' grass I'm on my island
Gettin' in my kitchen, (-) wit' 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
They bad news, they was talkin' 'bout already me there
Comin' 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 whole
I don't go to funerals, me, gettin' pulled out
Group home, (-), turn up, turn up, (-)
Atlanta the cartel microwave, boy
Gang, we is mafia material
What? I be Tony, mafia 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 steady
Y'all videos where they 'posed want to kill me
I got 'em under the hood, the soft Civic
Balenciaga-rockin', but now it's all
Call me you want, lately pullin' up in Porsches
I'm the real plug, but started out an
you to comply, most likely might have to force you
Blow your out, the body bag or the coffin
Me and (-) in the Jag coffee
We don't get harassed by the wit' a warrant
Never been a witness, not informant
Trappin' out the shop, why you findin' this
I just got it in, watch how it disappear
You tall or you dress, really, you annoyin'
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 wit' the green, that's that (-)
hundred mil turned out in the safe
Call Coca-Cola, they'll tell you I plays
Street legend in the game, I'm a stepper
at the (-) last time we was together
Mazi take care of my kids it's up and then get messy
hit, got the (-), bought the drop
The rap fake, Kevin Gates, free the Wap (Gucci, nigga)