Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

Ayyo, losing weight
I'm back on highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what do today
Cop a car, new
Na, it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the
I got ta move an
the scrutiny
Y'all screwin me
Killa never let the slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga die
out homicide

18 please, that ain't facing time
I'm stressed anyway, it for vacation time
I'ma do the right though, take shock anyway
6 Months right back on the damn anyway
But look, money from across the
Think its sweet, think you get money the street
Me and my often meet
At 5-0 they work for us, walk the
Walk with heat cause talk is
So stay silent
Revolvers, Automatics, guns silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from
Digital ten, shit get critical
I got 800 men
That mean it be the bankman
at the gas station filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the front
Or rap poison your relish right in the babe
of renegades, she'll piss in your lemonade
And dead now
you can bet now
Do like a toaster put your down
now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their
But don't know them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it to grams it was 90 I fried
350 On the stove and its 90
get this girl that be stuff in my bricks
Felt life her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, heroin stuffed her wrist
Father fuckin her, older man her sis
But my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do for me, nothing but hits
Cause when she help I got her nothing but fixed
coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she across the street, gave him a kiss
Stuck her out, flirted, played with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, play with his chips"
back, blazed the 6, amazin and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set

losing weight
We back on these highways cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do
I think my moving away
Yeah, I think cop me that new estate
Baby do the
I got to an eighth
Fuck the
Y'all screwin me
never let the cops get me
On the til the shots hit me
the shots get me

Niggas wanna know why I'm so when it come to spittin
fire
Its dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the homie, in the mists of the

Break works put it in pots, sit it in
Quick to grab the 5th and just
Try to peel off, I'm hittin tire
Hittin your door your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's the beginning of war
I let you know you with dogs
My will finish you off
Head in your chest
on the van on the express way
While I got my hand in the Tech
like "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna me, do it
You wanna be a hero, me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't been the scars and bruises
I ain't been through the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so weight
I'm tellin front me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so much
He been waiting for his to come
I'm like "at give me a half, I'll confess and
it to one"
I'm on the as usual
that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's moving
Me and my know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the in blue
Keep your locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the roof duke will round your body
hoola-hoops
Mami told me son, your own
And one day your grow to be a rolling stone
And I her
Juelz let the cops get me
On the til the shots hit me

Ayyo, fuck weight
I'm back on these highways cakes
based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the
I got ta move an
Fuck the
Y'all niggas me
Killa never let the slide
gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out

losing weight
We back on these highways moving
Life's based what I'ma do today
I my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me new estate
do the date
I got to move an
Fuck the
Y'all niggas me
Juelz never let the get me
On the block til the hit me
the shots get me