Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

Ayyo, losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving
Life's based upon I'ma do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and
do the date
I got ta move an
Fuck the
Y'all niggas me
Killa let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga die
out homicide

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

Fuck losing
We back on these moving cakes
Life's upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving
Yeah, I I'ma cop me that new estate
do the date
I got to an eighth
the scrutiny
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 nice when it to spittin
That
Its real dog, I live in the
Used to being in the streets homie, in the of the

Break put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to the 5th and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hittin tire
your door while your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing dogs
My villians finish you off
Head in your chest
Dead on the van on the way
While I got my hand in the Tech
Niggas "fuck, is he stupid?"
wanna cuff me, do it
You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, me, do it
Shit, like I ain't through 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 papi me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so weight
He been waiting for his to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll and
it to one"
I'm on the as usual
With that block you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops moving through
Me and my soldiers the rules
We use to get by, by the dudes in blue
Keep your locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the roof duke will circle round body
Like
Mami me son, hold your own
And one day gone grow to be a rolling stone
And I her
never let the cops get me
On the block til the hit me

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

Fuck weight
We back on these moving cakes
based upon what I'ma do today
I my moms moving away
Yeah, I think cop me that new estate
do the date
I got to move an
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Juelz let the cops get me
On the block til the hit me
the shots get me