Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Too Hard

They me what happened alright
You're still young and things like always happen
you'll learn then you'll know not to make those mistakes

Really? These dudes don't want it with Deck, no my set
Hate it or you love it but you gonna respect
You ain't got to know my name, the blood, sweat and tears
For years, niggas I bang

I'm a made nigga caking what you a boss
On my own two, taking orders from ya'll
What I spit, get the corners involved, it's on the yard
It's House Gang, son it's more hard

The life that'll glamor and glitz, best
On the flip side nigga, them hammers and clips
Wanna live in high and rich, so we scramble the strip
Camouflage with they on the grip

Ain't nothing gon' stop kid getting his due
No, your feet's not big enough to fit in his
I don't rock what you rap,
They be on 'The Wire', just not HBO

They under fire, edge around the way we
They know time up, guess that's why they hate me so
But yo, will never take me though, I had to go like
Montana licking, sniffing blow

Still I be hard to like Seagal
Warrior big shield and long sword
One six ooh'ing it, it, king size
Salutations, that's respecting the king

For those that my lead, attract to the light
At the same time, the speed
I'm so dope I can bottle it
The influential, modern day murderous he

Yo, in the bungalow, chopping the motherload
Carving my own path, taking another
I a son to soul, he brought the troops with him
It sounds presidential, I got the serum

Don't want the near him, respect in the sabotage
I'm on the patio, stretched in my
And my grammar's hard, the Wolverine
I be the yellow man, snatching on the other

But on the hand, light up the darkness
I'm fried, nigga, yeah, I'm heartless
My apartment is a hole in the wall,
Pass me the rock, stop the ball

I told you before, under worser
Chessboxing, nigga, a dead body position

Aiyo, time to make cash dinero
I'm going to the Summer Jam concert to bash hero
Lie up in your bedroom, smash bureau
We looking for the money, man pass the

Apartment to pesos, the yen
And we want to have to ask again
'Cause we ain't gon' be laughing
These three men, take on whole staff and win

Look, labels messing with a cat's future
And that weighs on me heavy Rasputia
But I still keep like a shortstop
I'ma be sitting at the when the cork pop

You gon' be sitting at the table with a pork
Lacking on the like a short cop
your boy Ace, BK's own
All you ringtone rap dudes please stay home, on