Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

Ayyo, fuck weight
I'm back on these highways cakes
Life's based what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and
Baby do the
I got ta an eighth
Fuck the
niggas screwin me
Killa let the drama slide
Y'all hear a nigga momma die
Yell out

18 Months please, that ain't facing
I'm anyway, need it for vacation time
I'ma do the thing though, take shock anyway
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 often meet
At 5-0 they for us, walk the beef
Walk with heat talk is cheap
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 friend
I got 800 men
That mean it be the bankman
Person at the gas station up your tank, fam
Lady at the front
Or rap poison relish right in the center babe
Pictures of renegades, she'll piss in lemonade
And y'all now
you can bet now
Do a toaster put your bread down
now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their
But they don't know them days when I was up in prison
Or all them hot when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it came to it was 90 I fried
350 On the and its 90 outside
I'ma get this girl that be stuff in my
life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, heroin overdose her wrist
Father fuckin her, man fuckin her sis
But love my music, say I do nothing but
do anything for me, nothing but hits
Cause when she needed help I got her but fixed
coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, him a kiss
her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't with his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, amazin and
Killa, Killa, Dip Set

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

Niggas wanna know why I'm so nice it come to spittin
fire
Its real dog, I in the fire
Used to in the streets homie, in the mists of the

Break put it in pots, sit it in fire
to grab the 5th and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm your tire
Hittin your door while your spinnin hittin the wall
just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing dogs
My villians finish you off
Head in your brain
Dead on the van on the way
While I got my hand in the wave
like "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna me, do it
You be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't been through the scars and
Like I ain't been the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I so much weight
Cops my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm tellin papi front me a brick, let me owe cake
He tellin me, he got but so much weight
He been for his connection to come
I'm "at least give me a half, I'll confess and
it to one"
I'm on the block as
With that block that you and the rocks as usual
for the cops that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the
We use cakes to get by, by the in blue
your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots the roof duke will circle round your body
Like
told me son, hold your own
And one day your gone to be a rolling stone
And I her
Juelz never let the get me
On the til the shots hit me

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

Fuck losing
We back on these highways cakes
Life's upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me new estate
do the date
I got to an eighth
Fuck the
Y'all screwin me
Juelz let the cops get me
On the block til the hit me
Until the get me