Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

Ayyo, losing weight
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 blue and
do the date
I got ta an eighth
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga die
Yell out

18 Months please, ain't facing time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for time
I'ma do the thing though, take shock anyway
6 Months back on the damn block anyway
But look, money from across the
Think its sweet, think you get across the street
Me and my often meet
At 5-0 they work for us, the beef
Walk with heat cause is cheap
So dunn stay
Revolvers, Automatics, stay silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from
Digital ten, get critical friend
I got 800 men
That mean it could be the
Person at the gas filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the stand
Or rap poison relish right in the center babe
Pictures of renegades, piss in your lemonade
And dead now
you can bet now
Do like a toaster put bread down
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see ambition
But they know them days when I was stooped 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 girl that be stuff in my bricks
life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed her
Father fuckin her, older man 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 nothing but
Needed coke, needed dope, ya I 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, the 6, amazin and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set

Fuck losing
We back on these highways moving
based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moving away
Yeah, I think cop me that new estate
do the date
I got to an eighth
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 when it come to spittin
That
Its real dog, I live in the
Used to being in the 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 hittin tire
Hittin your door while your cars spinnin the wall
That's just the of war
I let you know you dealing dogs
My will finish you off
Head in chest brain
Dead on the van on the way
While I got my hand in the Tech
Niggas "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna me, do it
You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, me, do it
Shit, like I ain't been through the scars and
I ain't been through the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so weight
Cops my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm tellin papi me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so much
He been waiting for his connection to
I'm like "at least me a half, I'll confess and
it to one"
I'm on the as usual
With that block that you chop and the as usual
Watching for the that's moving through
Me and my know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in
Keep your locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the 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 let the cops get me
On the block til the hit me

Ayyo, fuck losing
I'm on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon I'ma do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the and rocks blue and grey
do the date
I got ta an eighth
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Killa let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a momma die
Yell out

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