Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

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

18 please, that ain't facing time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for time
I'ma do the right though, take shock anyway
6 Months right back on the damn block
But look, money from the street
Think its sweet, think you get across the street
Me and my often meet
At 5-0 they for us, walk the beef
Walk heat cause talk is cheap
So stay silent
Revolvers, Automatics, stay silent
When it comes to it becomes a talent
me, ODB, I'm the one from falice
Digital ten, get critical friend
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 right in the center babe
Pictures of renegades, she'll in your lemonade
And dead now
you can bet now
Do like a toaster put your bread
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their
But they don't them days 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 her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed her
Father fuckin her, older man her sis
But my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do anything for me, nothing but
when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed
Needed coke, dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, gave him a
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his
You know Cam, he "yeah, don't play with his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set

Fuck weight
We back on these highways cakes
Life's based upon I'ma do today
I think my moms moving
Yeah, I I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the
I got to an eighth
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Juelz let the cops get me
On the til the shots hit me
Until the get me

Niggas wanna know why I'm so nice when it come to
fire
Its real dog, I live in the
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 fire
Try to peel off, I'm your tire
Hittin your door your cars spinnin hittin the wall
just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing with
My villians will you off
Head in your chest
Dead on the van on the way
I got my hand in the Tech wave
Niggas "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 the scars and bruises
I ain't been through the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I so much weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much
I'm tellin papi front me a brick, let me owe cake
He tellin me, he got but so much weight
He been waiting for his connection to
I'm like "at least give me a half, confess and
it to one"
I'm on the block as
With that that you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's through
Me and my soldiers the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the in blue
Keep your locked, screwed and glued
Or from the roof duke will circle round your body
Like
Mami told me son, hold own
And one day your gone grow to be a stone
And I her
Juelz let the cops get me
On the block til the hit me

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

Fuck weight
We on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what do today
I my moms moving away
Yeah, I I'ma cop me that new estate
do the date
I got to move an
the scrutiny
Y'all screwin me
Juelz never let the get me
On the block til the hit me
Until the get me